The stands of this delicate little wildflower, Miami mist, Phacelia purshii, were truly dazzling. There must have been acres of the stuff, all in peak bloom. Even though the fading light presented photographic challenges, I found it necessary to try and capture some of this plant's showiness with my lens.
It was quite a treat to see blankets of Phacelia purshii misting the banks of the Mad River while a Rose-breasted Grosbeak sang from high overhead. Another week or two and this little annual will be done flowering for the year. Spring is rushed, and compressed - one must try and enjoy every minute.