The shadblow are in bloom today which means the shad are running and it’s time to go shad fishing, but the serviceberries are in bloom too which means the ground is warm enough to dig graves for all the folks piled up over the winter.
Dear goode Dwest, I think shadblow is another name for service berry. I am going to purchase shadblow along with a few other such lovely trees for my yard devastated by this winter’s blizzards. The birds love the berries. I love birds so it is a perfect match for me.
Those Puschkinas are non-native aliens, our bloodroot and trout lilies are blooming right now, as are our little brown jugs and spring beauties, very nice.
You need us. Face it. If there were only horticulture experts in the world, you’d all be sitting around looking at each other with little to say, other than admiring each others’ pollen samples or vascular bundle scrapbooks and the occasional tempest where you’d possibly debate whether Celtis occidentalis belonged to the Ulmaceae, Celtidaceae, or now the flippin’ Cannabaceae fergodsakes. As if the old excitements weren’t enough. Damn that upstart APG II system.
It’s nothing special when you can go from lutefisk one day to samosas the next, Zubaz to Versace. And some of us mix it up. Like in the photo. Don’t kill me, I’m just the messenger.
Why, thanks. Couldn’t tell you how I find this stuff, myself. I think I must lead a charmed life.