Jack-go-to-bed-at-noon

I love the old names for wild flowers. This one is salsify. I got up early (for me) this morning and was greeted with the sight of a swathe of these flowers holding their heads up to the sun.
So I went out in my dressing gown with my camera. No wonder middle-aged women get a reputation for being dotty!
By midday, they were all closed up again, in accordance with their old name.