The spring bulbs are up, with the tulips towing over the dandelions and forget-me-nots. Also, the bird feeders were busy, and the chipmunk made a surprise appearance. I like the dandelions, and no longer battle them. Once you think of them as wildflowers, rather than weeds, it seems easier to enjoy them. The forget-me-nots started …
I love this time of year, where it’s still cool and the early wildflowers are making their appearance. Yellow, purple, and white violets, marsh marigolds, and Ontario’s provincial flower the trillium. I took the dog for a walk through Parks Canada’s Rouge Park, near Markham. It’s a lovely park, with a mixture of habitats and …
It is late summer along the Holland River and the purple asters have taken over from the white daisies. They’re especially striking amongst the tall yellow goldenrod.
The cinquefoils – five petaled yellow wildflowers – were out and there were some tiny crickets bobbing amongst them.
These look like ripe raspberries but are black raspberries about halfway to their final color. The bushes were full for a while but it’s been a hot summer and a lot of berries shriveled before they were eaten. What a waste.
Spring blossoms on the various fruit trees – mostly apples and cherries from what I can tell, with a few pears – along the river add a bit of color to the thickening green everywhere. It’s early but the tree blossom is getting started and even the honeysuckle has started to get ready to bloom. …
The Forget-Me-Nots – from the German for Vergissmeinnicht – are back everywhere along the river. I’d seen just a bunch or two and now they’ve exploded. They’re so small, it’s easy to miss the interesting details in the middle of these lovely flowers.
These small pink-striped white wildflowers with five petals are more common than I remembered. I saw two or three batches of them today. They’re known as Spring Beauty.
The Trout Lily is one of my favorite wildflowers. The mottled leaves and the delicate yellow bloom make it a distinctive spring wildflower.
These small white flowers were far from the path but just caught my eye. There were only two of them but they’re among the most unusual flower I’ve seen along the path. They’re called Dutchman’s Breeches – or dicentra cucullaria – and have medicinal purposes and can be toxic.
The goldenrod has dropped its color and is slowly sagging as the cold weather comes. The ends look furry now, gray and seed loosening up. The birds must be having a grand time filling themselves.