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WILDFLOWERS IN IRELAND
On many an early July morning I enjoy
a meandering walk out into grasslands
a little north of Dublin, moving outside
one of the small villages, this being a
favorite location when I have the chance
to visit this section of Ireland. The fresh
breeze coming in from the sea is always
refreshing, and the grasses are filled with
varied Irish wildflowers at this time of the
year, and are a delightful sight my very first
time. When wandering by myself I take
the time to seek out at least a couple new
(to me that is) varieties of these flowers.
Recently, as I was beginning my walk
I chanced to notice quite a few Wild
Angelica plants, their white flowers with
tinged pink colors scattered in grasses.
Don't know if Wordsworth and his sister
ever walked in this area of the Isles or
not. Would have been interesting to
accompany such a person here as well.
Moving along I also came upon the
beauty of the pale mauve with yellow
centers in the noticeable Sea Aster,
set among some rocks nearer the shore.
I suppose these lovely wildflowers may
almost be taken for granted by locals
but for such as I they so catch my eye
that I know our Irish countryside for the
lovely that she be any day of every year.
Alex Ferde, Ireland