After a very foggy start, the sun was out for a Sunday afternoon walk to smell the apple blossoms and to watch and listen to birds in the trees.
Sunday Stroll
A cluster of Jack-in-the-pulpits catch some early evening spring sunshine. They are a native wildflower and the actual true flower are tiny dots that line the spadix (the Jack) which are wrapped by the spathe (the pulpit). The smaller plants are generally male and as the plant ages and grows larger, more female flowers are produced.
Some Jacks in Sunshine
I spotted a brown thrasher briefly at my bird feeder today but I heard it singing a lot longer. The thrasher’s voice carried from its high perch in the top of the tree and the male brown thrasher has a very large song repertoire, with over 1,100 documented and estimated to be over 3,000. They also imitate other birds songs, especially during the breeding season.
Singing Brown Thrasher
There are trilliums blooming in the woods at the farm, but the great white trilliums were beheaded again by the deer along my path to the pond. The trilliums have been eaten too many years in a row so only a few even sprouted but the critters managed to nibble on them leaving stems only.
Missing Great White Trilliums
As the farmers begin the spring field work for planting, it almost looks like fall with the maples showing some red color as the buds unfurl. The leaves will turn green when they start to produce the green chlorophyll pigment, which can be delayed by cloudy or cold days. So with the temperatures hovering near freezing at night for the past several weeks is giving us a more autumn looking spring.
Springtime Red