Well, I declare!
I open the valve on the far-field water trough and I nonchalantly look around the ground, thinking, There are no new wildflowers about.
I am wrong Three new wild flowers come to my view.
Well, I declare, my Aunt Lennie used to say.

Pink Rain, Caralee Woods, Kanab, Utah
My last post, ‘Cloud Portal to the coast’, prompted Caralee Woods of Kanab, Utah, to send her ‘Pink Rain’ photograph with this appended message,
For some reason your photo reminded me of a different kind of rain photo I took sometime back here in the desert, right out my back door. The sun was setting and shining through some virga–rain that doesn’t reach the ground. I thought of Prince’s ‘Purple Rain‘ and decided to call this one ‘Pink Rain.’ The photo wasn’t enhanced, and I like the fact that the sage seems to glow.
Caralee resides with her husband, Jimmy Henley, in Kanab, Utah, where they are building a strawbale compound a few miles from the town. Jimmy and I have been friends since elementary school in the 1950s. In the 1970s, I met Caralee when she was a book representative for Harper & Row publishers. She came into my office at Amarillo College and called me, “Little Francis,” a nickname I had not heard since high school — courtesy of Jimmy, my old school chum.
Their website has several photographs of the guest house, main house foundation and walls, strawbales and their garden: Building Our Strawbale Home! The coloring treatment of their floors is fantastic: a dark copper, desert brown. Caralee and Jimmy established a compound that is off the electrical grid, using solar and backup diesel generators for energy efficiency. Visit their website also for the landscape vistas in her photographs. One of these days I hope to visit them again and see the progress they have made as well as gaze at the glowing sage and pink-virga rain.
Filed under Life in Balance
Last Friday, May 11, 2012, I drove to Abilene for commencement at Cisco College where I instruct. West of Cisco, on Interstate 20, I saw this cloud portal — at least that is what I call it. I sped between the two thundershowers. A few drops fell on my car. The first couple of weeks in May is a time of showers and cool temperatures in west Texas. That is not always true, for this time last year, I was busy writing about wildfires in my area.
I have a friend at Cisco College that teaches English and he traveled to the Oregon coast last year, staying near Seal Rock and Newport, soaking in cool temperatures and consuming seafood and local white wines. He talks about moving to Oregon, selling his ranch and settling in the cooler climes. I think about the higher altitudes of northern New Mexico around Truchas and Taos that have sharp winters and cool nights during the summer.
We both will probably stay put: he in Santa Anna, me in Mingus, for there are mild winters and days in May where thundershowers bring out the Cut-leaf Daisy, Fire Whorls, Queen Anne’s Lace, Purple Dandelions in brilliant colors while horses and cattle graze in lush Spring fields of gramma and bluestem. I should like, however, to go to the Newport and Depoe Bay area of Oregon where my friend says, ‘There is a resident pod of whales for ten months out of the year about the coast. You can see them surface and dive, surface and dive.’
I want to see that scene some day. The cloud portal in the photograph above opens to the west, towards the Pacific, towards the whale. And away from home.
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Notes, corrections and additions:
Depoe Bay was added as an additional site my friend visited. It is a central location for beautiful scenery and whales. The boating outing in ‘One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest’ was filmed in the area.
Please note the change of identification from 7:00 a.m. to 3:11 p.m. I thought you might like the changing process of classification.
Composed at ca. 7:00 a.m. this morning, before field trip
The hunt is on again for identifying a wildflower, but this time the plant in question falls outside the ranchito and does not fit into my project of cataloging wildflowers on my land.
Yesterday afternoon at about Mile Marker 352 on the south side of Interstate 20, I saw a bush-clump of brilliant orange-scarlet flowers. I have never seen such brilliance. Hurrying to the ranchito and my office, I combed page-by-page my wildflower identification books and at least five websites that classify flowers. I may have found the answer, but I cannot with a lot of confidence conclude the flowers to be the Caliche globemallow or Scarlet globemallow and I have had to reverse my classifications before — I once identified the Wine Cup as a Desert Mariposa — so, I must go up the hills to my west tomorrow and find the flowers again. Elaine Lee and her mother have recently seen ‘neon-orange flowers’ near Putnam, Texas, on Interstate 20.
In reflecting on the Scarlet globemallow (?), I may have seen a family’s roadside memorial marker with orange plastic flowers wrapped around a cross?
Composed at ca. 3:11 p.m. after field trip to photograph
I combined a trip to the First National Bank of Santo at Mingus, Texas, with a field excursion up on top of Ranger Hill (Mile Marker 352) to photograph this flower. I thought I had it down as a Scarlet globemallow even though I flew by the plant at 70 m.p.h. I made two trips by the flower before I turned into the grass along side Interstate 20. There was no access road nearby so I turned on my emergency blinkers. I discovered five clumps of the plant and its blossoms as trucks shot by. 
Of course, I am self-conscious at the side of an Interstate taking pictures of wildflowers: What the hey am I doing here? A few truckers blow their horn.
I admit I am so curious about this plant and flower that I spend $8.00 in diesel fuel going up the hill from where I live to get close to this flower and photograph. That’s ‘What the hey am I doing there.’ Secondly, what the hey is that flower doing there? Too many questions with not enough answers, so I drive back to the ranchito, eat a ham sandwich and upload the pics and begin to compare the blossoms with Scarlet globemallow. Totally different blossoms, totally different plants.
This search, I think, is going to go on for a long, long time. So, I pick up my first manual, and on page 16 of Campbell and Lynn Loughmiller’s Texas Wildflowers is the Orange milkweed also known as Butterflyweed, Butterfly milkweed, Orange milkweed or Pleurisy root. That was fast.
I have Green milkweed on the ranchito, but no Orange milkweed. I am curious as to the medicinal properties of the Orange milkweed. And, what is pleurisy? I remember hearing it as a boy: I’ve got some pleurisy this morning, Little Jack. I think it must be some sort of joint pain? In any case, I am confident as to the classification and it is a brilliant, showy blossom known as Orange milkweed.
Many county roads meander about my area. I think my next trip will be up the road for 15 miles or so where my mail carrier habitually sees a bobcat cross the road. There be things to discover and photograph up the road, up the hill and into nature’s wonders. I do believe it so.
Filed under Wild Flowers of Texas
Two days ago I and the ranchito received 0.25 inch of rain, causing bees to work hard yesterday in the front yard, gathering pollen from an unidentified burst of small white flowers and residual Gyp Indian Blankets. I have photographed the white flowers and will integrate them into the catalog of Flowers of Flying Hat. Cool winds blew the yucca blossoms about and I took this video of wind blowing the yucca blossoms.
Rain fell this morning at the house and my commute to Abilene (87.2 miles) was tricky and slick in my large F-250 pickup. A Federal Express truck with two tandem trailers went off the road west of Cisco on Interstate 20 and turned over. From what I gathered, passing by in the rain, no fires erupted. I hope the driver escaped with little or no injury.
Elaine Lee wrote about the Wine Cups in our vicinity. She lives in Clyde, Texas, and drives to Cisco, Texas, every work day. Elaine is a careful observer of flora and fauna along Interstate 20, including the ducks on Baird Hill Pond. She has noticed, as I have, the large flock of wild turkeys that infrequently browse in the field south of Baird Hill. Elaine writes of the Wine Cups,
I’m certain you are correct about wine cup not being present last year in your location. This year, and never before, I saw wine cup growing along the highway edge in the Interstate 20 median. They were growing just west of Putnam, TX and stretched for probably 200 or 300 hundred yards. Of all Texas wildflowers, I have heard they are the most difficult to become established. I don’t know if grassfire in the median caused the heat to break their seed covering or ground heat from the drought, but whatever it was, it created a very nice showing this Spring. In years past I have seen them along the Interstate 20 frontage road not far from my sister’s house in Dallas, but never in this area. However, I hope they are here to stay since they add another color dimension to the Spring landscape.
In researching the Wine Cup, I have found something quite interesting. The Wine Cup has native distribution only to southwest Missouri and southeast Kansas, south to to Louisiana and central Texas. It has spread to other states. Flying Hat Ranchito is located on the western periphery of central Texas. My mailing address comes out of Mingus, Texas, but the ranchito is ten-or-so miles southeast of Mingus, back in the hills, in Sims Valley, near Hannibal, Texas. Hannibal now has one building that used to double as a general store with a Masonic Lodge on the second floor (don’t hold me too tight on these two historical functions of the building for I need to do more research). The Wine Cups I photographed are six miles away from Hannibal, to the north.
My plans for the weekend include further observations of Wine Cups in the grove area. At last count, eight Wine Cup blossoms erupted. Of yucca, some one-hundred stalks abound on the terraces. One hundred stalks times one-hundred blossoms per stalk equals 10,000 blossoms. Of rain, 0.25 inch two-days ago, about 0.10 inch this morning. Of bees and critters? I will count them another day.
Notes, corrections and additions:
From the Lady Bird Johnson Wildflower Center, I quote,
The wine cup is a perennial growing 8–20 inches tall, depending on moisture and soil, with gray-green stems. Leaves are alternate, basal leaves having stems about as long as the leaf; leaves are coarsely lobed or scalloped to deeply 5-lobed. There are few leaves on the upper part of the stem. Flowers have 5 petals, cup-shaped at first and opening out nearly flat as the flower matures. They are violet to red-violet, sometimes white, 1–2 inches across. The stamens and pistil form a conelike structure in the center of the flower.
Filed under Succulents, Wild Flowers of Texas