Spring is the ephemeral season. Nothing lasts; change is constant. Each day the sights from yesterday have morphed into new delights. These ferns, just tiny fiddleheads yesterday, started to unfurl; tomorrow they may point their fronds skyward. The trees are dappled with delicate green lace like pointillist paintings. It is definitely my favourite season.
Nice catch! They look so cool -- although they also kind of look like little insects. :)
ReplyDeleteLove this shot. Amazing how quickly they go from a tight curl to a fully opened frond. Have you ever tried eating the fiddleheads? I remember a television cooking show (Alton Brown maybe?) where they were fried in butter for a few minutes. I guess they're quite tasty but I've never tried them.
ReplyDeleteAs always a beautiful observation. Spring is in a constant state of flux - if you blink you'll miss something. The connections you make with what you photograph and what it means to you is always inspiring.
ReplyDeleteI love these fiddleheads, and I also love their name. Never heard of them before! They're growing almost fast enough to see.
ReplyDeleteLovely ferns unfurling!
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