Standing tall and waving in the breeze in a damp hedgerow near you, purple loosestrife lets us know that we're smack-bang in the middle of summer. This is one of the oldest native Irish wildflowers. According to the 17th century herbalist Culpeper, it would quieten savage beasts, and that in particular it had a special virtue 'in appeasing the strife and unruliness which falleth out among oxen at the plough, if it be put about their yokes'. So remember, pluck some of this flower, stuff it under the yoke of your unruly oxen ;O)
This is my version, in watercolour, after watching them swaying in the late afternoon breeze, with a glass of wine!