Which is pretty in its own way. But stop, get out and really look at the roadbanks, and what you see is this:
Look closer and you'll spot the individuals making up the mass of blues and purples, like wild geranium,
and then, surprise! Shyly retiring beneath overhanging neighbors, even a white larkspur.
and sweet-smelling blue phlox.
This is just one place along the four miles that lead me home. I will post more photos of the flowers and sights along Joe's Run in the next few days--what is usually a 15-minute drive took 2 hours this week as I stopped to take pictures. My son who was driving me was very patient with his camera-happy Mom.