Photography And Half-Thoughts By Mitchell Hegman

...because some of it is pretty and some of it is not.

Wednesday, June 24, 2026

The Blanketflower

In July of 1806, Meriwether Lewis crossed the Continental Divide near what is now the small town of Lincoln, Montana. There, on a hillside less than 10 miles from my house, he stopped long enough to collect a blanketflower. That pressed plant eventually became the type specimen for Gaillardia aristata, the scientific reference for the species. It also goes by the name firewheel.

Today, blanketflowers still bloom amid the grass in open spaces around my cabin. They also flourish in the gravelly ground just outside the bay window at my house.

Proud natives, these.

On his exploratory trek through what is now Montana, Meriwether Lewis had been charged with taking note of all new flora and fauna encountered along the way. Clearly, our showy, mid-season gaillardia screamed for his attention.

Today, the same flowers call for the attention of roving bumblebees outside my prairie home. And it seems fitting that, to test the camera on the new smartphone I brought into service just yesterday, I chose to photograph our showy native flower.

Not bad for a simple plant growing in gravel.

A Blanketflower at My House

—Mitchell Hegman 

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