Check out this beautiful pinkish-purple grass that grows on our adjoining lot. Even several neighbors have commented about it. When the wind blows (which it's done a lot lately), it moves likes waves of pink water. Talk about soft, too. I wear flip-flops outside so I can feel the wispy heads when we walk through this patch.
For several weeks, James kept trying to figure out the species. Finally, last evening, while we sat in lawn chairs in our driveway (watching the chimney swifts, swallows, and purple martins), he really studied our copy of Grasses of the Texas Hill Country and got it! We have purple threeawn (Aristida purpurea).
Just to see what happens, he transplanted five of the grass mounds to a bed in our back yard.
3 comments:
Beautiful!
I have come to love grasses! They ARE beautiful in the wind.
Blessings,
Lorilee
I see that grass growing along MoPac in north Austin, but I never knew what it was called. It is lovely.
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