Changing Seasons. May 26, 2011
Posted by littlebangtheory in Art and Nature.Tags: lady's slpiiers, sessile bellwort, trillium, trout lilies, wild ginger, woodland wildflowers
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One of the more subtle signs of seasonal change here in the Northeast is occurring right now – the parade of woodland wildflowers is fading as the fully leaved trees shade them out.
Not to worry, though; the flowers of the marshes and meadows aren’t likely to be far behind, and in fact are beginning to make their presence known in the form of Hawkweed, Pussytoes and Daisy fleabane.
So before they’re entirely irrelevant, here are a few parting shots from the family of flowering friends found in the forest:
Trout Lilies:
…by the thousands!
Sessile Bellwort:
Wild Ginger, with its unassuming red blossom hiding in the detritus:
I uncovered that one for your viewing.
…and this rare yellow version of the common Purple trillium:
I’ve not seen one of these before, and at first assumed it was a true yellow trillium. But those aren’t reported to grow north of the Carolinas, and don’t really look like this; they have heavily mottled leaves and a somewhat differently shaped blossom. I now think this is a mutation of our local purple variety.
Oh, and the Lady’s slippers are out:
I’m hoping to get some good shots of these before they go by.
So there they are, the “late bloomers” of early Spring (!) There will be a few more before I totally move on, but this is probably my last big wildflower post until the Summer flowers come in.
Enjoy!
Lilies Of The Wild! May 27, 2010
Posted by littlebangtheory in Art and Nature, macro photos.Tags: blue bead lilies, Spring wildflowers, trout lilies
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Lately, with the Bridge of Flowers blooming to beat the band, it would be easy to assume that our humble local wildflowers would warrant less attention.
That would be a mistake, in my humble opinion; better to get down on one’s belly, to shift perspective, to change scale and find the beauty in what Nature created.
Like Trout Lilies (Erythronium americanum ) for instance, whose speckled leaves are reminiscent in both shape and color of brook trout:
No leaves there ’cause I posted them a short while back and don’t want to bore you.
These blossoms, though not much over an inch long and hidden in the dim light of deep woods, are a delight to those who have the good fortune to notice them:
And then there are Blue-bead lilies, Clintonia borealis , whose yellow-green gifts are even more subtle and elusive, yet whose complexity delights de lucky:
…and:
These vanishing acts will reappear in a couple of weeks as clusters of fat, dark blue beads levitating above their classic lily-whorles.
There are many more treasures hidden in our Spring woods; I hope I get to share them with you.
But for now, I’m off to mow the lawn!
A Visit To Mount Greylock. May 15, 2010
Posted by littlebangtheory in Art and Nature, macro photos.Tags: Mount Greylock, rainbow, river fog, trillium, trout lilies, white trillium
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Friday’s work had me enduring the worst of what construction survey has to offer, jackhammers and concrete dust in downtown North Adams.
So after work I was ready for something different, and headed up to the access road to Mount Greylock State Reservation, hoping to find some roadside wildflowers.
I did a bit better than that; the gate was open, the first time I found it so this year, and I went the distance.
The Take was pretty good, with Trout Lilies being abundant:
…and the much less common White (Painted) Trillium in bloom:
These shots were taken along the road up to Massachusett’s loftiest peak. At a humble 3,491 feet it’s not a jaw-dropper, but with 3,000 feet of elevation gain above the surrounding valleys, it still cuts an impressive profile. This shot is from high up on the northern shoulder:
Clouds approaching from the west portended rain with a display of Jesus Rays:
…then soaked me and my equipment in a brief shower, leaving us as quickly as it had arrived, and with a gift for our troubles:
The evening ended with a return to the lowlands, where a fog was rising from the just-wetted fields:
Thanks to all of you who find the time to share my journeys. You’re the reason I take my camera with me, and the reason I release the shutter along the way.