Stalking The Wild Things

I gave up on waiting for a hole in the monsoon weathers. After a nice nap it was time to head deep into the forest in search of the wild things. Last year at this time the Showy Orchis was in bloom.

A tiny white violet that I have never identified covers a great deal of territory deep in the forest.

The trilliums are a little water logged, but they are at peak bloom. The Nodding Trillium may have an advantage in this incessant rain.

The Trillium grandiflorum look a little more bedraggled. I need to move some of these soon while I can still tell whose who.

A lingering winter and cool spring have the Showy Orchis a little behind last year's bloom time. I see flower buds though.

I had caged both orchids to protect them from the deer who ate them in full bloom two years ago. The flimsier cage blew off the better looking orchid above. I re-caged it. The other is looking a bit smaller than I remember. A cage won't protect them from the slugs unfortunately.

The plant that dare not speak its name is waking up. Seeing how it unfurls will help me search for babies where I have been sowing seed.

It has it wily ways. It may not come up every year. They can go into dormancy/hiding for several years at a time if conditions are not suitable to their tastes. I just need to know where they are so I can collect the seed before the varmints can get them.

Deep in the forest with an umbrella, stalking the wild things while they are in bloom.