The flowers seem a little insignificant at first until you get out your car and see the drifts of a bulb popularly called katstert or cat's tail. You lie down on the ground (with great difficulty) and take a pic and then get totally carried away by the dazzling cadmium yellow blooms gently moving against the backdrop of the deep blue African sky.
Next, you really start looking at all the small beauties hidden below the grass. Every flower has its own particular variety of pollinating beetle which is attracted only to that flower, either by its colour, markings or smell.
And then there are the bold, flamboyant beauties which do no hiding at all.
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The Police or was it a solo song fields of gold that keep rining through my head as I read and looked at the pictures.
Thanks for the visit, Tom. I think the song was "Begger on a Beach of Gold" by Mike and the Mechanics. I also had "The Field of the Cloth of Gold" going through my head when I was writing. I don't know if you ever took European history but if you want to check the phrase out on Wikipaedia you'll find the reference there.
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