Lupines In Hawley. June 9, 2010
Posted by littlebangtheory in Art and Nature.Tags: Hawley, lupines
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Up in Hawley sits a lupine field which has been growing for years, planted by a woman whose children are presently quite elderly. It’s a magical place, set in a hollow in the hills (Pudding Hollow, to be precise,) and catches the clouds on days like today:
A short while back my friend Lizz and I visited on a sunnier day, and the blooms were spectacular:
I was particularly taken by the coral ones:
…and by their juxtaposition with other wildflowers like this buttercup:
It’s a really cool spot, and with the short window of lupine blooms, has to be appreciated while the appreciatin’s good.
And I’m happy to be able to share them with you.
Little Bang Theory 
I remember these growing in a nearby field when I was little, thanks for that memory!
Gorgeous photos!
Well … I don’t think of the children as elderly since they aren’t nearly as old as she was when she died. But I thank you for this tribute to my neighbors and my neighborhood……….. We feel blessed to live down the street from these lupines. Gam was Scottish and wanted to plant heather there, but it just didn’t take so she moved on to lupines. And what a success they were!
Magical indeed. Blessings on Gam!
Tinky, thanks for checking in.
I used the words “Quite elderly” in an effort to suggest that the lupine fields were a long-standing, multi-generational gift. I guess I never imagine that people read these things, much less local folks who might know the people I mythologize by filling in the possibilities with my fecund imagination!
My sincere apology to the gracious lady across from the fields who told me about her mother’s efforts; she wasn’t (isn’t!) actually much older than I am, but I’m not one to let facts of which I’m not certain get in the way of a larger truth which I hold to be self evident: that some people, and Gam must be counted among them, choose to make the world a more beautiful place.
Tinky, if you ever see a little bald headed guy in a silver 4-Runner taking pictures out there, please stop and say “Hello!”
Yeah! You. Great photos, loving thoughts. Glad that you can capture on camera all that is good about “up there”.
North Adams. OK, what is North of Adams fo me? Uhhm, a misery tour. The two worst relationship/life experinces ever.
Too much inbreeding for me, had to get out of there. What? For the most part, Pittsfield was too far away, Boston was a dream “get away.” go figure. Radon/granite who knows? Bottom line, too much in-breeding.
The parts of Franklin/Berkshirey that you travel and photo are beautiful. In my experience, many of the locals won’t notice any of it.
The worst eight years of my life were wasted in North Adams. I love the beauty of the Berkshires but lesbians out that way (in my experience) hate themselves six ways until next Tuesday, can’t be out and are afraid to be so. Too much inbreeding. Happy to be out of that mess.
Great part of MA but whoa, not so great a place to be.