Spring is in full bloom on the island. Over two days the leaves unfurled on some trees and within a week, all the leaves were open in their new green glory. I love this time of year.
We have cycled various trails recently and the beauty of the burgeoning new green of spring has caused my husband and I to pause frequently to take in the glory of the season.
On May 29th, the leaves along the trail from Darlington to Charlottetown were bursting forth,
creating a green hue along the sides and above the trail.
On June 2nd, on the Homestead Trail, the leaves were fully out and cast shadows on the trails which we cycled through
and smiled as we rode in and out of the leafy shapes.
How fortunate for us the leaves are out in time for the warmer weather, providing a respite from the sun’s heat, if only momentary as we cycle by.
Nature is in a hurry. She knows her time in this condition is limited. A few short months and the green will be fading. For now, all over the island the unfurling of the new green of trees and shrubs is apace.
Combined with the quick eruption of ferns
and wildflowers through the red soil, everything looks lush and green again. Now and then a splash of colour draws the eye to some pretty wildflower, such as this Winter Cress, which has been quick to stake its claim to a bit of the red dirt.
Nature makes room for all of them to our delight.
From my last post, David M. Gascoigne at https://travelswithbirds.blogspot.com/ asked
What kind of breeding habitat are they using on PEI so close to humans? Is your house close to a coastal marsh perhaps?
We are several kilometres from the coast here. We have trees in our neighbourhood and a variety of birds live around us, including the Song Sparrows. They have nested among our hedges for years now. Many people in the area have similar landscaping, so there could be other sparrows in the area.
We have heard and/or seen them everywhere we’ve been on the island, except the beaches. Along the length of the Confederation Trail which runs through farmland and is bordered with trees, we’ve encountered them singing their hearts out. Their repertoire is familiar.