Oregon Spring Flowers
Oregon spring flowers mean a lot of things for me–fruit is coming, winter is leaving, and Scotty is pausing to take it all in. He’s a really good pauser, especially this time of year, when he notices nearly invisible flowers, like the one above. He spotted that one from an impressive distance, casually saying, “here’s a cool flower.” Those thin, almost nonexistent petals deserve some attention in this space of the web. They’re not abundantly bright and bursting like a rose or a tulip, and they do sort of remind me of spider legs, but I’m in awe.
Perhaps I should take a pause myself and note that I’m not a botanist. I know nothing about plant identification and found myself googling “blue purple bell shaped flower” in an effort to label a flower you’ll see should you continue scrolling. Scotty is a purist when it comes to plant identification. Or rather, I labeled him a purist after he told me that my google method was futile. At any rate,
we have Scotty has managed to identify a handful of flowers featured here, many of which will soon be berries. At the forefront of the photo above, you will see red-flowering currant. The yellow flowers in the background are Oregon grape. And in the very back are cream-colored blobs, aka elderberry flowers. Three Oregon spring beauties in one photograph.
Here we have a better view of the elderberry flowers. Scotty has some incredible ideas for this plant’s berries, including wine and jelly.
A close up of the red-flowering currant. There are so many of these babies growing near our home, and I’m envisioning drying a bounty of their berries. Later, mid-winter, I’ll throw them into breads and pilafs.
Here’s another soon-to-be-edible berry. The salmonberry (flower seen above) is Scotty’s favorite berry, and he boasts that it tastes like white wine. Scotty votes that we eat them straight from the plant. Perhaps they’ll soon be rotated into our picnic spread.
Here’s the “blue purple bell shaped flower” that
we haven’t Scotty hasn’t been able to identify. This was the lone flower of its kind, but I think that more are on the way.
Finally, we have another edible plant, or so we think. Scotty believes that this tiny white-flowered plant is miner’s lettuce. Whatever it is, we ate some and we’re still alive.
Here’s what I really love about Oregon spring flowers–they’re a perfect middle. They embody a beautiful pause between a moment of rest and one of great labor and energy. These flowers are a deep breath.
Last year’s spring flower moments can be seen/read about here.