A Field Of Adirondack Wildflowers

This is the second in the series of posts from my trip up through the Adirondacks to visit the farm. I'll mix these posts with baby dove updates. We'd stopped along the Ausable River for a doggy rest stop and adventure. We'd stopped at the Cascade Lakes where I photographed the scenery and two rock climbers scaling a steep rock cliff. But then we arrived in Brighton, New York. This is one of my favorite scenic spots. This time, the hay fields were filled with brilliantly colored wildflowers of many varieties. It was all so lovely that I took many pictures. I'd intended to delete all but one or two, but just couldn't bear to hit the delete button. So I'll present them here as a series:

I believe those bright orange flowers are Hawkweeds. There were also Vetch, Daisies, Mustards and many more. I didn't go exploring because it was private property and because I had a car full of dogs, but I sure did snap some photos:

This is a broad, flat valley surrounded by Adirondack Mountains which in one direction are some of the highest peaks. The more gentle mountains in this direction sure look inviting:

This is actually someone's farm, though I imagine it's got to be extremely valuable land. Sadly, I saw a sign stating that it will be the future home of a housing development. I'm sure that lots of people would want to live where such views surround them, but it will be a sad thing for the rest of the people of New York when these fields are filled with expensive houses:

The big round hay bales are, I believe, several years old and have been left along the road for some unknown purpose. Whatever the intent, they sure add to the scenic value:

The wildflower population was both dense and beautiful. The old fashioned farm buildings could have been a scene from a valley in the Rocky Mountains or the prairies of Minnesota. Instead, this scenery is part of the Adirondack Park of New York:

More loveliness:

And I took one final shot before traveling on. The dogs sure would have loved to run through those grasses and wildflowers, but we had our own fields to explore when we arrived at the farm: