Wild Flowers


Today the sun was out and the weather was so mild I was tempted to strip down to my t-shirt. There was a cacophony of birdsong to which my son added his excited chirps every time we crossed paths with anybody unfortunate enough to be walking their dog at the time.

With the exception of some crocuses, irises and a few other early bloomers, gardens here still have relatively few flowers, but as I walked through the forest I was enchanted by the lovely  salmonberry blossoms whose petals seemed so thin and delicate with the sun back-lighting them, the little daisies with their pink-tipped petals pushed forward like some stylish hipster’s hair and the bright yellow skunkcabbage flowers that I didn’t manage to capture to my satisfaction as I had to slog into the swampy forest with my 30 lb son strapped to my chest so the shot is a bit blurry and on the wrong setting.


Heronswood Single Yellow Hellebores

I found these Heronswood Single Yellow Hellebores at the bottom of our garden (not that I knew what the name of these flowers was until I consulted the interweb gods. I figured I owed all of you a name for these lovely flowers since the others–which are irises btw–were nameless).

Although the purple flowers haven’t opened yet, I am going to say these are crocuses. They are growing all over the upper level of our garden but can be found in singles, couples and bunches all over the place now. It is such a pleasure to find these vibrant little flowers on our walks. I think it is these early blooms that I appreciate the most.