But the story about white stuff is very different down here in the valley.
While fruit trees are still showing color everywhere, in my yard I'm also enjoying the early opening of dogwood blossoms as they overlap the sprays of purple and pink displayed by the redbud trees. Always a spectacular combination.
And on the ground among patches of moss and pale bluets, I searched out the Virginia bluebells and found both fresh pink buds and the delicate blue bell-shaped blossoms.
One other plant has been catching my attention lately, the wild columbine that's getting ready for its first year of bloom. I thought it had sprouted its delicate green leaves too soon when three weeks ago it was pelted by sleet and snow. Hard rain and high winds followed. Despite its delicate appearance, this hardy native showed no wear from all that bluster.
Its strong stalk shot up, seemingly overnight, and produced tiny lantern shaped buds on arched stems. Below is an image I took today showing the immature buds with a hint of the scarlet that will eventually dominate each blossom. While I watch it change, I think of the large clump of columbines my mother once had in her yard and the stories she told of searching for wildflowers along the banks of the Tennessee River. I'm also reminded of the hardiness of our native plants and the perfection in nature's timing as I see these spring flowers emerge. This columbine has become like a companion, its steady progress telling a story, offering up a new treasure for me to consider with each passing day.
And while I was out and about checking for signs of spring, I paid a visit to the nest box in the lower yard. A little over a week ago, I noticed a Carolina chickadee gathering nesting materials and flying in and out of the box. Today I decided to check on the progress and found six tiny speckled eggs nestled in the softly lined nest cup. An indignant Ms.Chickadee scolded me while I snapped this image.
Spring has arrived in the Tennessee Valley.
For a view of the nest box, visit: Wild Turkey and Eastern Bluebirds. And for a sketching experience with Bluets and Virginia Bluebells, visit Fumbling En Plein Air at Vickie's Sketchbook.
As always, exquisite photography. Thanks so much! We've had on-again-off-again spring here in NC. This week was very cold and wet--but I'm thankful for the rain, hoping it will help us move out of the "severe drought" designation. Thoroughly soaked bluebirds went through ca 1000 mealworms in less than a week.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful, Vickie!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful, Vickie! I particularly love the photo of the Columbine, one of my favorite wild flowers.
ReplyDeleteWonderful post of your Springtime yard!! Love all your photos...especially the Chickadee eggs!
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