Beautiful, ubiquitous fireweed...
These specimens were about seven feet tall...
Paintbrush is yellow in Alaska...
...kissed by the evening sun.
Cow parsnip offers bouquets of bridal-white flowerets.
About a decade ago, I got three trollius plants from a friend. They still are holding their own amid the wildflowers, surprising me with orange-yellow blooms in August. This one shares space with a wild geranium called cranesbill.
At one point, I started a garden outside our dining room window. The alders and fireweed have encrouched but the trollius asserts itself in late summer.
I love the way the low-angled sun illuminates my Icelandic poppies...
Sorry if I bore with the flower photos, but I want to remember summer when the snow is deep in the yard.
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