With all my working in the garden, I didn’t have a chance to walk by the brook for a few days. When I came back, I found these little beauties. The woods is absolutely carpeted with Trout Lilies. I even thought about transplanting some for our yard, but read that they take several years to settle in and bloom. So why not just enjoy them where they are?
There is so much beauty everywhere I walk–singing catbirds and cardinals, flowering cherries and magnolias, even just the leaves opening up on the trees are so magnificent. The ferns are stretching out, and swamp cabbage is green along the brook. Violets, dandelions and wild strawberries are flowering in the lawn. Meanwhile life is busy, but I have to steal some moments to stop and enjoy it all.
I arrived back home in Maine Monday night, and found Spring bursting forth with flowers, including all these daffodils around the fruit trees in our orchard. I planted the bulbs last fall because the Holistic Orchard book suggested that they could be protective of the young fruit trees. But they also create so much beauty as the tiny trees are waking up, and look so spindly and fragile. But guess what? If you look closely, you can see that the new peach tree has tiny pink flowers budding out too.
I think we’ve come to that week when everything seems to wake up all at once. In years past, this has occurred in mid-April, but this year it is aligning with May Day. As I took a walk around the block, the forsythias were bright yellow, the grass in people’s yards was green and exuberant, and the trees were budding out. I walked along the brook and the trout lily’s spotted leaves were poking up all along the path. Back in the yard, I noticed tiny asparagus stalks emerging from the trenches where I had planted the crowns!
Back in March, I had purchased an Ostrich Fern root at the Maine Garden Show, and kept it in the garage while it was frosty outside. This morning I noticed that even the fern was already growing bright green, curled-up fiddleheads there in the dark, in its plastic bag, so I planted it next to the white pine tree.
Today the temperature is rising to 80 degrees, but hopefully it will even out again to the 50s and 60s that are our average for Maine in May. I love this time of year!
May our hearts wake up, too, rising from the weariness of the long winter, into the joy and exuberance of this season of growth and life.
These lovely small flowers were near the trail on Capisic Brook. A couple days after I took this photo, I went on a Nature Walk at our Ferry Beach retreat and I asked the person who was leading us about this little yellow flower with the mottled green and brown leaves, and she suggested the identification. These are buds that haven’t fully opened yet. I am getting to know my new neighborhood.