Bloom, baby, bloom!

When last we looked at spring flowers, it was a lot of whites and pinks. Then suddenly, life bursts into songs of purples, reds and pinks.

Virginia bluebells which hubby has transplanted all over our yard
Eastern red columbine
wild violets; mostly purple but sometimes we get white ones
grape hyacinths, I don’t think they’re native but they come up on their own in the lawn
Redbud blossoms
wild geranium

And if my allergies weren’t going nuts, I would be enjoying spring a lot more.

In the spring a person’s fancy lightly turns to thoughts of native flowers…

With apologies to Tennyson. 🙂

Daffodils and tulips are lovely, but the plants endemic to North America have their own special charms that ecologists wish more people would appreciate.

Just check out the glorious serviceberry (a.k.a. Juneberry, Saskatoon Berry) blossoms at my local library:

The flowers are not only as delicately beautiful as any cherry blossoms, but they actually produce tasty fruits for people and wildlife to enjoy!

Then there are the woodland wildflowers that are as magical as faeries: spring beauties with their delicately veined petals and leaves as slender as ballerina limbs.

Yellow trout lilies dance like adorable toddlers with stained-bibs leaves:

Dutchman’s breeches, firm and stiff, stand guard:

There are so, so many more native wildflowers yet to spring (hah) forth. I will try to share some more in a future post.