Flowers in Colorado. 



After these three forerunners comes a great outburst 

 of flowering : yellow daisies of several varieties, yellow 

 mustard, a fine feathery, white flower, and vetches of all 

 sizes, shapes, colors, more than you can count. And here 

 I am not speaking of what happens in nooks and corners 

 of the foot-hills, in fields, or by-ways, or places hard to 

 come at. I am speaking of what happens in the streets of 

 Colorado Springs, along all the edges of the sidewalks, in 

 little spaces left at crossings, in unoccupied lots, in 

 short, everywhere in the town where man and his houses 

 have left room. It is not the usual commonplace of exag- 

 geration ; it is only the simplest and most graphic form of 

 exact statement you can find, to say that by the middle 

 of June the ground is a mosaic of color. The vetches are 

 bewildering. There are sixteen varieties of vetch which 

 grow in one small piece of table-land between the Colorado 

 Springs Hotel and the railroad station. They are white, 

 with purple markings, all shades of purple, and all shades 

 of red ; some of them grow in spikes, standing erect ; 

 some in scrambling and running vines, with clusters of 

 flowers ; some with single blossoms, like the sweet-pea, 

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