We drive the Northern Loop from Tenindewa to the edge of Noongar Country—the Greenough River, which we cross—then back in again, through yellow sandy land, and darker soil stretches. There are wildflowers everywhere of all colours—it is like driving through a post-impressionist’s landscape painting, Cézanne maybe. Eventually we arrive at a waterfall with strange moon-like rocks north of Mullewa. We continue east to Pindar then north again to find the wreath flowers by the roadside, growing here on this one piece of graded road-shoulder. I remember the overall form of the wreaths, but didn’t really recall the flowers themselves. This time I look a bit more closely, and find they turn from yellow to red—from inside to out, from lower to higher—in a kind of flowing spring of colour—a flowing flowering of form.