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Keywords

Thunder flower
cat’s eyes
blooming willow
blooming willie
blood vine
blitz-weed
bay-willowherb
bay-willow
tanllys
tanchwyn
Eye bright
Flowering sally
Tame withy
Sticky- willies
Singerweed
Ranting willow
Persian willow
Mother die
London’s ruin
French willy
French willow
procer coch
llysiau St Mair
helyglys y coed
bombweed
rosebay willowherb
Chamerion angustifolium
cry baby
Fair
fireweed
seeds
fluff
dry
Rosebay
apple-pie
llysiau'r milwr
Blodau Santes Fair
Slinkweed
helygles tēg
chwynnyn tân
milwr coch
blooming sally
slinkweed
helyglys hardd
jac coch
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Chamerion angustifolium

Cymraeg: milwr coch, llysiau'r milwr, jac coch, helyglys hardd, helyglys y coed, chwynnyn tân, Blodau Santes Fair, llysiau St Mair, procer coch, tanchwyn, tanllys,
cornish: helygles tēg

apple-pie, bay-willow, bay-willowherb,
blitz-weed, blood vine, blooming sally, blooming willie, blooming willow, bombweed, cat’s eyes, cry baby, Eye bright, fireweed, Flowering sally, French willow, French willy, London’s ruin, Mother die, Persian willow, Ranting willow, rosebay willowherb, Rosebay, Singerweed, slinkweed, Sticky- willies, Tame withy, The railway flower, Thunder flower,

(looks like fire, grows where there have been fires or forest clearances)

I call it the school holiday flower...starts to burst into flower as the holidays approach and then is fluffing seed for the return in September!
When I was a child I could see a rural red telephone box with a bank of rosebay willow herb above it.

Falling Thru The Lens ... Goodbye... has particularly liked this photo


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 the incredible how
the incredible how
delicate
delicate
4 years ago. Edited 4 years ago.
 Steve Bucknell
Steve Bucknell club
ROSE BAY WILLOW HERB

The flower of our times, the gipsy of hedgesides
Has turned the squatter of bomb, demolition
And building sites, following machines
As the gull the plough. Still in Cullen's Planting
It crowds the gaps in the system of blackberry bushes
And covers your coat in Autumn with the silken kisses
Of its seeds or on a windy day
Thousands of parachutes in exodus
Blow across Partridge Hill; it marches in lanes
Along the hedgesides most recently cleared.
But now in towns and cities, climbing heaps
Of dusty rubble and perching in cavities
Of broken walls, it sweeps to confrontations,
The Nature for ever at our cultured elbow,
Ready, should we make a fatal mistake,
To grow in the bulldozer's scoop and through the telly.
-Stanley Cook
4 years ago.
the incredible how has replied to Steve Bucknell club
thank you for the poem. it is a favourite flower of mine - a friend said they called it the railway flower = without knowing another name for it
4 years ago.

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