Sunday, June 1, 2008
A Sunday in June
My folks moved to Maine 9 years ago this month. They left a beautiful home and extensive gardens in Tennessee to follow their daughter and four grandchildren up to the edge of nowhere.
Somehow, without even really trying, they found 120 relatively flat acres in this hilly landscape just bursting with wildflowers. Without looking back, they traded their perfectly designed flower beds and landscaped yard for miles of trails that they share with moose, bear and wild turkeys.
Today, I went walking over there and found about 50 pink ladies slippers. From one spot, I counted eleven.
In some places the forest floor was blanketed with Bunchberry plants, Canadian Mayflower, Starflower and Clintonia.
Such fleeting beauty, it will be gone by next weekend. But if all goes as planned, I will be taking pictures of other spring beauties in the Alpine Garden on Mt. Washington next weekend. Stay tuned.
The Clintonia (the yellow plant below) is also called blue bead because it's blossoms develops into bright blue berries that feed the birds and other little forest creatures.