The perfect June flower--bright, simple, and outward looking, buttercups are blooming in abundance on our Catskills property.
Creeping over the stone wall.
Stealing the limelight from forget-me-nots.
Edging into the brook.
Did you play the buttercup game as a child? If a buttercup held under your chin makes your skin glow yellow, you like butter. (Does anyone not like butter?)
This is my favorite time of year. I might say that again in October, but remind me about the wildflowers.
p.s. I want to make one of these little libraries.