Yellow primrose looks like egg yolks dropped across the lawn just before dusk. Their bright yellow color is an echo of the sun.

Pink primrose are open during the day. The are often in large clusters along the highways in the Hill Country of Texas. In my yard and in the park they are more like a scattered bit of decorative wrapping tissue waving in the wind.

I’m not certain of the correct name, so I call them wild violets. They are such a gorgeous purple, just little jewels at the ends of thick blades of grass-like fronds.

Update!!! Kat over at the Armies reading group tells me these are, in fact, Spiderworts!!!! I am very happy to have the right name! Now if that one last type of wildflower comes up this year, I’m going to post it and see if I can find out the name of it!!!

Last, but not least–the winecup. What a delightful flower. The color is so intense, and only a few cups grow together. When driving, you see a quick spot of brilliant color that makes you want to go back–what could possibly be such a rich, reddish purple? These beauties seem to mostly spread by creeping, but the flowers are about a foot apart and grow perhaps six inches high. They are a wonderful spot of color anywhere, but stand out in fields of bluebonnets and paintbrush.