is there an english word with as many pleasant associations as “meadow?” this evening i walked through one, buzzing with the sounds of crickets, vibrating with the leaps of grasshoppers, sighing in the wind. i walked through milkweed and goldenrod and evening primrose and milk thistle and big bluestem and the queen anne’s lace you see in this photo. the boys were trout fishing nearby. my daughter eva was my creative director and assistant. i was almost frenetically happy. i won’t impose on you the three months’ worth of images i collected, but prepare for some meadow photos in the days to come.
queen anne’s lace (daucus carota)
river falls, wisconsin