Since autumn they’ve been waiting there at the ends of the branches. Waiting through the chill of winter. Biding time till spring. Now that spring is nearly here the buds are swelling.
Oodles of buds. Blueberry bushes in front of the cabin, in front of the woodshop, in front of the vegetable garden.
With just a bit of time there will be blossoms that will in turn become luscious berries.
And those berries will become pies, pancakes, muffins, toppings for cereal, sundaes, countless forms to delight.
Snow this morning. First a nice slow gentle falling. Then lots of graupel that made the ground look like it was covered by exploded bits of styrofoam coolers. Then snow, snow, snow. Lots of snow falling from the sky. It covered the ground with a serious, measurable, inch of snow. The most snow we’ve had all winter long.
And now, as I type this I realize there is more snow coming down. Could there be more than an inch on the ground in the morning? Haha! Wishful thinking.
Wikipedia says, “Daylight saving time, also referred to as daylight savings time or daylight time, or summer time, is the practice of advancing clocks during warmer months so that darkness falls at a later clock time.”
Oh dear, it’s going to happen again. Don’t forget. Tonight.
The woods are full of small, soft yellow-green blooms now. Spicebush (Lindera benzoin) is showing off its flowers.
Spicebush, the larval host plant of the Spicebush Swallowtail (Papilio troilus) is a perennial shrub that often reaches to 15 feet, sometimes 20 feet. It isdioecious, meaning there are only male or female flowers on a single bush. It also means that the beautiful crimson berries that appear in autumn are only on the female bushes.
A lovely shrub to have growing throughout my woods.
The delightful spring weather called to me today. Called me to come out. To walk around. Something that I love to do. And when I’m out I am always looking for something new, something that will reinforce my love of nature. Big or small, there is always something out there. Most of the time, that something is a surprise. Sure enough, I certainly wasn’t expecting to find blooming Bloodroot (Sanguinaria canadensis). But there it was shining, snow white, making its way through leaf litter.
Sometime later I walked past this same Bloodroot bloom and there was another surprise. The first Common Eastern Bumble Bee (Bombus impatiens) of the season, collecting pollen from the soft yellow anthers.
Nature never fails to surprise me. There is so much out there to take in.
This wasn’t found until I was back to my cabin, checking on the photographs. Buds on the Virginia Bluebells (Mertensia virginica).
Virginia Bluebells, a herbaceous perennial plant, generally blooms at the beginning of April.
A variety of bees, butterflies, skippers and hummingbird moths help to pollinate the flowers.
A spring ephemeral. By mid-summer the above ground portions of the plant, the stems and leaves, will fade and disappear. Leaving the tap root to prepare for the next spring.
Bravely coming up out of the ground. Poking its nose from beneath the soil with no inhibitions. No concerns about the potential crazy weather we might have. Wood Poppy (Stylophorum diphyllum).
Fast forward from this early March to mid-April. Beautiful yellow. Native to the woods of eastern North America.
Its sunshine yellow, glowing in blooms from spring through early summer.
Its song brings happiness to my heart, fills me with joy. The Dark-eyed Junco (Junco hyemalis), sings its name as it goes about its day, collecting insects.