For the longest time I’ve been a huge fan of fresh-picked roadside wildflowers. I love their crazy, natural beauty. I’m just in awe of nature and believe that all its intricacy and variations are proof that God exists. When I gaze upon roadside flowers I appreciate the color combinations and the casual way they dot the landscape … not like the formality of professionally arranged flowers … but so much prettier!

I was so excited this week when I saw hundreds of cow parsley with its lacy white flowers populating the country roadside.

Interspersed with the cow parsley are dainty purple flowers, which I’m guessing are wild geraniums.

Yellow stamens pop against the purple petals of this delicate, roadside wildflower while a fuzzy flower bud dangles below.

Yellow and purple are opposite each other on the color wheel so they naturally look good together. Is it just me or does it look like a heart has been drawn on each petal?  So many things to admire in nature!

These wildflowers come from the side of the road – that strip of land that belongs to the city or county.

One time not too long ago when I was out gathering a bouquet of roadside wildflowers, a police car pulled up behind me (hubby was driving and was waiting for me to get back in the car). I didn’t know if I was going to be in trouble with John Law or not.

It hadn’t really occurred to me that the local government might not like me picking wildflowers from the side of the road. After all, my tax dollars help to pay for someone to mow that grass and clean the trash up in that area.

I nervously got back into the car while Mr. Policeman patiently waited.

We were in a no-pass zone which is why he didn’t drive around us.

I’m happy to report that the officer didn’t pull me over for picking roadside wildflowers from the fairway and can rest assured that my roadside wildflower picking days are far from over!