I finish paintings at a glacially slow pace these days. This one has been floating around for awhile, and just needs a little touch-up before I declare it good enough and go on to the next one. My eye keeps going to it because of the green. It’s a queencup beadlily (Clintonia uniflora), a deep woods bloomer that comes along after trilliums. Thinking of trilliums reminds me that they will be emerging soon over on the west side of the Cascades but not till May or June here.
And that gets me thinking about the swelling of life that’s on the way. Indeed, there were snow showers this very day, but consider this: the gray whales are swimming north right now. They winter in Baja, but before the end of March they can be seen off the Oregon coast. They travel close to the shore on their way to northern waters. Western bluebirds will show up out at Swauk prairie in two or three weeks. They are among the first neotropical migrant birds, the edge of the wave that surges this direction. They are traveling right now. Swallows, hermit thrushes, warblers, tanagers and many more. They’re coming!
Even here, the cottonwood buds elongate, the deer are on the move, and I heard the first rusty trill of a varied thrush when I stepped out the door the other morning. Think of it–we are on the verge of another unfolding spring.
3 thoughts on “Changing Season”
Thank-you for the reminder of spring..my mom died last week and I need to be reminded of the circle of life, from the end of life back to the beginning, over and over and over.
My sincere condolences to you, Kate. This lovely art and promissory post must have helped a good deal. Arlene
I really like this painting, Deb! Puts me in mind of delicate little bloomers here; such as the Merry Bells… always called them (passed down from family) “Wild Oats”. They grow SO fast & in such abundance that they stir the debris of the forest floor, making a “russsshhhhh” sound, noticable to anyone with “knowing ears” who roams ‘silent forests’… Bluebead, Solomon’s Seal, Wild Woods Sorrel. My Middle Maine woods have all the Lady Slippers. We also have an abundance of both the purple and the white Trillium (Stinking Benjamins) and there are huge Jack In The Pulpits..! Yup. Just around the corner springtime waits in line, impatient and elbowing a little… please excuse the flowery rant. ***smiling***