|©Robin Edmundson, 'Where the Ironweed meets Helianthus and Goldenrod', watercolor, 18 x 24 inches. |
Framed to 24 x 30 inches. $750
The bottomlands are where the muck is. They are the flood plains. Where the creeks overflow. Where the flood debris collects. Where the silt get dumped. Where damp things molder and decay.
Many times during the year, the bottoms are impassable - soft, muddy, wet.
But when late summer comes and they are mostly dried out, they explode with color. It's easy to wax poetic this time of year - these areas are ridiculously gorgeous. Fields full of purple ironweed and goldenrod. Acres of helianthus and Queen Anne's lace. The roadsides are blue with lobelia and blue mist flower. Jewelweed sparkles orange and yellow in the shade.
And on cooler mornings, when the mist rises off the ponds, the colors sparkle with dew and we know how lucky we are to live here.