Ah, May. You do deliver the spring goods.
After a long winter, Vermont is once again vibrantly green and lush with new growth. So… sensual.
Wildflowers are shyly appearing. Trees are leafing out, full of songbirds announcing each day’s opening and closing. Fields are exploding with grass, dandelions, and clover, giving the bees sustenance. The sun shines brightly, bursting through trees to shine like stage lights on new plants pushing up through the shadowy forest floor. Puffy white clouds drift across wide-open blue skies. There’s less rain, and winter’s harsh winds have given way to gentle breezes that tousle my hair and keep bugs at bay (as long as I keep moving).
May, I think I might be in love with you.
Vermont’s wildflowers seem shy to me because – at least so far – they aren’t the big, bright, show-offy blooms I was used to in Idaho. There, by early May, open hillsides in the forest would be covered in knee-high bright-yellow sunflowers, with shorter, dark-purple Larkspurs blue-lavender Bluebells peeking from between their leaves. White Trillium and delicate lavender-colored Douglas’s Grasswidow were other early arrivals. By late May the sunflowers were joined by orange Indian Paintbrush and deep-blue Lupine, all three of them tall, sturdy plants with large blooms, offering bursts of complementing colors impossible to miss.

Instead, finding wildflowers in Vermont is more like a treasure hunt. I must slow my pace, strolling casually through woods and fields, looking down, and there – peeking out from under last autumn’s decayed leaves and wind-blown sticks shed by the large maples, birches, and beeches overhead, or nestled in the quickly growing field grass – is the reward: bright Purple Violets, blood-red Trillium and its more delicately-colored cousin the Painted Trillium, and lots of teeny-tiny white wildflowers, beautiful little treasures rewarding the keen eye.
Some finds are complete accidents, noticed after watching one of the dogs follow their nose off the path, or seeking a place to sit.
Let me show you what I’ve discovered so far. Come along with Finn, Conall and me as we stroll through the fields and woods we are fortunate to call home. All of these photos were taken between May 17 – 26, 2022.







my yard. May 20, 2022.

The next wildflower has a fun backstory. Walking a path through the woods, I nearly stepped on this cluster of tiny flowers, which I thought were Spring Beauties. Using Google Lens, I discovered they’re called Quaker Ladies, also known as Bluets. I shared this photo on the Wildflowers of Vermont Facebook page, writing tongue-in-cheek, “I stumbled upon a circle of Quaker ladies this morning.” I was surprised by the reaction; the photo received lots of likes/loves and several comments. Some referred to them as “a fairy ring of bluets.” Apparently they’re not easily found, so I was lucky. (In fact, returning the next day, and again this morning, I couldn’t find them, even though they were right in the path. A mystery.) One woman commented that her mother called them “piss-a-beds” but didn’t know why; a man chimed in that his grandfather called them “piss in the beds.” Intrigued, another group member did some research. Turns out they’re considered medicinal, with one of their (many) uses being a tea for bedwetting and strengthening the bladder!


Onward.






Some of the paths through the trees are carpeted with wildflowers, mostly Violets (purple, with a few white) and Foamflowers. You can’t help but step on them, but they don’t seem to mind.


Lastly, this morning’s discovery: Goldthread. Tiny, delicate flowers with up to seven petals rising a couple inches above their equally-tiny three-leaf base. So small, I had to put my camera on the ground to photograph them. I found these only because my hip was aching and I wanted to sit on a flat boulder I knew was in the trees, atop a knoll, so I could stretch without having to lay on the ground. To my delight, these Goldthread were growing around the boulder, mixed in with another native wildflower – Canada Mayflower – that hasn’t bloomed yet (but soon).

May, I love you, but I admit, I’m eager to see what June has in store.
So beautiful — and the tone of your “voice”! Wow. Love to Conall and Finn
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Thank you, Martha. I found myself smiling at my “voice” as I wrote this one today. Just in the right zone, I guess!
Conall and Finn return the love and wish the same for you, Bear and Teddy.
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Yep! You definitely were in the zone when you wrote this! 🐾 🐾
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You’re finding so many lovely little surprises. That’s an interesting observation about the difference between the sizes of flowers in Idaho and Vermont. I wonder if you’re at a significantly different elevation that might account for some of that? Or just variations in microclimates due to terrain…I dunno. Thanks for sharing all the interesting photos!
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Yes, it’s fun!
As for size difference, I’ve no idea. My homes in Idaho and Vermont are both on the 45th parallel and experience similarly long, snow-filled winters. There is an elevation difference – in Idaho the flowers were blooming at 4,000-6,000 feet, in Vermont I’m at 2,000 feet. But I would think higher elevation would mean smaller flowers? There’s also lots less moisture/water in Idaho than Vermont, which again, would make one think smaller plants/flowers. Interesting question, one I should explore and try to answer.
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That fairy ring is pretty cool. Are they supposed to grow in a circle like that or was that just chance?
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Chance, with slight help from me. There was actually a big, dead leaf from last autumn in the middle, which I removed for the photo. The leaf created the ring. But based on some comments on the Wildflowers in Vermont Facebook page, maybe finding them in a ring isn’t uncommon.
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You found a lot! I commented on one of your Idaho posts that we don’t have as many wildflowers here in Vermont. Maybe we do have as many, but they’re smaller and less noticeable. You mentioned moisture in a comment above. We do get plenty of rain here, which means that fires aren’t much of a factor in Vermont forest ecology.
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I bet there are as many different wildflowers in Vermont, but smaller and less bold for sure. I’m certainly having fun finding them. It’s rather like birding, keeping a life list 🙂 I imagine different parts of Vermont host different flowers, so eventually I’ll have to venture farther afield.
Good point about fires and their impact on forest ecology, which includes wildflowers. This morning I ID’d a blooming tree in the woods: Fire Cherry, aka Bird Cherry. The former name comes from the fact that its seeds – which can lie dormant for years – sprout easily after a fire. The same is true for the Lodgepole Pine out west. In fact, it’s cones require fire heat to release seeds. So yes, fires play a key role. I also wonder the humidity and the denseness of the forest understory in Vermont impact the number and size of woodland wildflowers, i.e. not as much space to grow as out west. Something to investigate, for sure!
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Vermont can never compete with the west in number of wildflowers, but I’m glad you found some trillium… that’s a hidden treasure.
Beautiful pics!
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Thanks! I’m enjoying finding and learning names of new wildflowers – still want to find Dutchman’s Britches and Lady Slippers, not just for the names but also because they’re cool-looking flowers – but yeah, I get a little nostalgic when my Kindle Fire keeps showing me photos from years past each day, and this time of year, they’re mostly of forest wildflowers in Idaho. As for Trillium – Vermont definitely has Idaho beat on that score!
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Everyone looks for Lady Slippers here as well.. getting harder and harder to find.
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Wonderfully written. Makes me want to be there
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Thank you! I’m working on descriptions in my writing, with the goal of helping a reader feel/see/smell a scene, so I’m happy I may have succeeded with you with this post.
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Hello. You live in a beautiful state. I know that from personal experience because, a million years ago, I attended Middlebury College. Neil S.
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Hi Neil. Yeah, I’m learning just how beautiful, newcomer to Vermont that I am.
Welcome, thanks for follow my blog, and I look forward to following yours!
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Love those trilliums with the painted centers! The story of the bluets was interesting. We sometimes forget where a name originated so thanks for finding out for your readers. It looks so quiet and peaceful there.
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Thanks Siobhan! I love words and their origins, so learning how various plant names came to be is fun for me.
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