One of my favorite things to do in the summer is the pick your own wildflowers that a local farm offers. Kinsey and I have gone at least once every year since 2007 or 2006. You just grab a coffee can, a pair of clippers, and walk out to be faced with rows and rows and rows of flowers in every color.
This summer has been incredible dry with very little rain, so the flowers weren't flawless, but compared to everyone else's flowers, it was amazing that they looked so good!
I loved these rows of bright purple flowers. They grow in sort of a "Y" shape with groups of little paper like flowers at each end.
We always seem to pick one of the hottest days of the summer to go flower picking. Yesterday was no exception at about 95 degrees.