After a quick decision to take a sunny day off work I was heading for the Lomonds, but I got waylaid by the old quarry field and the peace and heat up in the hills above Cults.
I must remember not to try to get through the fence again – not fun, with nettles at face height…especially when you get stuck in the fence. Once I was in, I was a bit disappointed that the cows have grazed heavily this year. But there was still a whole host of flowers to find, including eyebright, ox-eye daisy, self-heal, fairy flax. And scabious.
Timothy and Cocks-foot in full flower.
I went down through the woodland, past the scary hole, to see if the Twayblade was still flourishing, and it is.
Along at the lime kiln, there was a bush of what looks like Musk Mallow.
I wasn’t sure if this was a garden escape. The book was no help, just saying that the epicalyx was narrower in Musk Mallow – but how are you supposed to work that one out?
There was marjoram and the world’s biggest hebe.
There were endless strawberries and raspberries – I ate some and filled a little bag to take home, had them with some Luvians ice-cream. I also spent some time comparing two willowherbs. Think this one is American Willowherb, with its club-shaped stigma.
Then there was an unexpected Bladder Campion, like a little bunch of green grapes.
On the other side of the road, there was Lysimachia and Fox-and-cubs, and also this silvery Alchemilla: