Tag: Seasonality
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Rhododendron Haiku
Another serenade to seasonality this Saturday in late May. I offer you a rhododendron haiku to honor this temperate turn from spring to a precocious preview of summery days ahead. Rhodos invite optimism. An audacious pinkish-purply-red extravaganza floating above a sea of green. A swell of polished rhododendron leaves creating a sea of Lily-of-the-Valley leaves.…
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Pear Blossoms
Pear blossoms are poems in which poire rhymes with pure and love floats into longevity like the fragrance of springtime mixed with the sweet dessert of late summer. So surely flirtatious is seasonality’s flowering as we wander the orchard honoring varieties and contemplating menus. [Another] blissful burst from Rosslyn’s orchard abuzz with honeybees and hummingbirds……
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Apple Blossoms
A prose poem for the optimism of apple blossoms (and the pollinators who ensure that this beauty will bear fruit!)
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Shadblow Blossoms
Another harbinger of spring, the shadblow have blossomed, brightening still virtually leafless windbreaks and meadow margins.
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Ready for Wild Ramps
A ramp (wild leek) scramble is a hungry forager’s perfect springtime breakfast!
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Asparagus Sunup to Sundown
Eureka! Or, better yet… Spargelzeit! Join me in celebrating asparagus time, one of my favorite highlights of the seasonal culinary calendar. For a month or two our asparagus cravings are sated sunup to sundown. Breakfast, lunch, dinner, and snacks. Why so obsessive? Because the season is short. Because these delicate shoots look like and taste like the quintessence of…
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Trillium Time
Are you familiar with one of our more exotic wild flora that dazzles Adirondack Coast woodlands this time of year?
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Crocus Time
Crocus are among the most notable and predictable harbingers of springtime, sometimes beginning to poke their delicate green shoots up in the late winter. Considered by some to be symbols of rebirth, youth, and happiness, crocus are the quintessence of the Adirondack shift from inhospitable winter growing conditions to more temperate times when cultivating blooms…
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Full Moon Hangover
Did you see the full moon last night? Spectacular! I snapped this photo of the moon illuminating a cinematic moonbeam extending from Vermont’s Green Mountains to Rosslyn’s boathouse. It was a breathtakingly beautiful prologue for the full moon insomnia that Susan and I experienced last night (and the full moon hangover that I’ve been enduring…