The last time I took you for a walk in the park near my house, the flowers I was able to show you included Sagebrush Buttercups. Apparently, these were used by some native tribes as poison on their arrowheads — rather different than my own childhood game of “Do you like butter?” as we held buttercups under the chins of our friends!
Now it is mid-May and I am grateful to have taken my morning walk before the rain began in earnest. Not that we don’t need the rain — we do! It has been a very dry spring here — but I am less likely to take a camera into the park and kneel down on rocks for photographs if everything I touch is soggy.
I’ll have to go back out again when we dry off, because this rain is sure to bring on even more blooms. (The rain will also bring on the mosquitoes but I’m going to ignore that for now!)
While photographing these tiny rock roses, I realized I had lost an earring. Luckily, it was easy to find, and I took the opportunity to take a few pictures and show just how tiny these flowers really are:
Please click on any picture to “embiggen” for better viewing.
Other tiny finds include these lovely flowers:
A little fauna to go with the flora:
He (she?) was climbing on an Arrowleaf Balsamroot plant.
My youngest son is a Boy Scout and has an interest in survival skills. Back when we had cable television access, he enjoyed watching the survival man shows. I suspect he has joined his 20yo brother in eating dandelions found in the park (pesticide free) and lately I’ve been seeing sites left up on the computer with information about wild edible plants.
“Camas is an important food source for the Salish peoples of the Columbia Plateau. Traditionally, the bulbs are gathered in late spring and cooked in pit-ovens, often with onions, black tree moss, and other root plants. Cooked camas can be used as a sweetener for other foods, or eaten by itself. This plant is highly valued and respected by the indigenous peoples of this region.” (from http://www.drumhellersprings.net/heritage-plants.html)
I’ll share one more picture today — that brings me to ten photos, and I’ve read that any more than 10 will cause me to lose my readers’ interest.
Thanks to Aunt Snow for nudging my latent desire to learn the names of the local wildflowers!