Spring…in her yellow dress

Here in Ireland, chilly easterly winds  have prolonged Winter and Spring has been reluctant to appear. Grass is not growing as a minimum temperature is required for growth. Animals  – cattle mainly – are collapsing due to starvation as fodder supplies have run out and farmers report that animals are ‘crying’ with hunger. Because of the wet summer  of 2012, the fodder has been less plentiful and less nutritious than normal.  There is indeed a  food crisis in the farming sector and the farming community has suffered greatly due to the high cost of importing fodder and the expensive substitutes  that have to be fed to farm animals – if their owners can afford it!  Hopefully this animal food crisis will come to an end within the next couple of weeks as temperatures finally begin to climb and Spring finally takes hold.

A few warm days with temperatures in the mid teens have already produced great signs of hope. Native plants, shrubs and trees are finally beginning to stir. Today as I travelled from Cork, I took a detour to see if I could find Spring in the bleak fields.  I am delighted to report that it IS there!

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Blackthorn bears delicate flowers on bare stems

Here we have Blackthorn. Blackthorn is,for me, the real  harbinger of Spring with her beautiful white flowers borne on bare branches. Blackthorn has delicate blossom, and is a precursor to the more feisty Hawthorn (or Whitethorn) whose boughs will bend under the weight of fabulously profuse blossoms that will adorn the hedgerows and whose scent will fill the air for weeks. The Hawthorn bloom is one of the most beautiful spectacles of Nature occurring in Ireland…and I just LOVE it!

In the past few days, the ubiquitous and often unloved Gorse has begun to put on a spectacular display. The sulphur yellow flowers of this otherwise unattractive and spiny shrub are cascading down sheer embankments on new roadways,often distracting this driver! The Suplhur Yellow Gorse  -a promise of  summer sunshine to come?Gorse, otherwise known as Furze, or as Whin in my native Donegal, thrives on disturbed ground and is very much at home along our motorways and major roads.

Gorse (also known as Whin or Furze) lines the roadways and hedgesGorse often flowers almost all year when conditions are mild, but has been less obvious so far in this this cool year.

B0000636Now it is shouting  from rusty gates down country lanes, if only we will look!

To me, Spring is yellow. Apart from the white Blackthorn (!),  many of our wild early Spring flowers are yellow. This has always fascinated me as our cultured yellow daffodils, yellow crocus, yellow Forsythia are also among the first to awaken after winter. If we look at ground level in country lanes and along road verges, there are carpets of yellow there too.

Great linear drifts of Celandine

Lesser Celandine flourish along the roadside

Driving along sheltered country roads at this time of year is a real ‘joy-ride’! The banks are covered with the pretty multi-petalled Lesser Celandine (nothing ‘Lesser ‘ about her! ). They  also grow right down on to the road, facing up into every spare ray of sunshine!

Profusions of Primroses and Celandine on a sunny bank

Pale Primroses and bright yellow Celandine

Driving these minor roads is an enormous voyage of discovery as the yellow linear meadows follow the road, changing and adapting to the micro-climate  around every corner.They are all the more beautiful as the trees are still bare and leafless, even in these closing days of April.

Ribbons of yellow line the lanewaysProfusions of yellow edge the narrow country roads  and sit at the foot of the barren trees.  Yet there are signs of bud burst – delicate green buds are swelling, and some delicate lime green leaves are already opening in sunny sheltered positions.

Yellow furry  Catkins  from which will emerge the willow leavesYellow -green catkins are in great profusion on the stems of willows, ready to burst forth with a few more days of warmth.

Crowds of yellow dandelion open their faces to the sunAlmost most spectacular of all is the  much maligned  Dandelion,  scattered in great drifts  in the verges of motorways,  (where drivers may not stop to take photographs !) and carpeting  entire fields  colonizing bits of ground where nothing else would think of growing. Yet it delights us at this time of year, with its sunshine colour, defying the cold bleak days of winter and giving us a promise of hopefully yellow-sunny and yellow- warm days ahead!

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14 responses to “Spring…in her yellow dress

  1. Lovely post-I just read a book about magical properties of Blackthorn-The Selkie Sorceress by Sophie Moss. Thanks for sharing the beautiful roadside blossoms-soon the fuschia will be blooming!

    • Must look that up – we have superstitions around whitethorn alright and it would not surprise me to know that there are some around the blackthorn as well, Ah the Fuchsia – so beautiful and it loves the coastal areas in particular! Thanks for visiting!

  2. Beautiful, very well captured… 🙂

  3. Hmm, your ‘like’ button is just saying ‘loading’ and won’t let me click away. Sorry! I’ve noticed the furze is really bright these days, too! I think quite a bit got killed off in the heavy snows of a few years ago, but it is back with a vengeance this year. Did you know there are two kinds and one smells strongly of coconut? I’ve only found that variety by Ashleigh Falls (where The Fields was filmed in Galway). Hubby calls gorse something like ‘buachalain’, but Google has failed us! Maybe someone lied to him as a child…

    • It is a different yellow this year – I had thought that too! I had not known there were two types. Must look into this further and go sniffing! I have always known the yellow weed Ragworth as Buachallain bui. People used face a heavy fine for allowing it grow on their land – I wonder if this could be what he means?It can look very impressive in great stands in fields – it is a plant as opposed to a shrub. Appreciate the visit – thanks!

  4. Nice observations and pics SV – as always I wish I’d been taught the names of the myriad of plants, shrubs, trees, bushes, birds…I’m sorry to hear about the poor animals suffering from lack of food 😦

    • Thanks Roy. Wish I knew all the names as well – self taught – have the books! Yes it’s quite shocking to hear of animals starving. Some few are out in the fields but are just sitting there as there is no grass, If farmers let them range over the fields, there will be no fodder for next year. I was astonished to see great long queues of tractors and trailers at the local creamery the other day – a consignment of fodder had arrived and it was being rationed out. Temperatures have plummeted again, unfortunately, Always warmer down there on the rock!

  5. Terrible to hear of the starving animals Angela… Hopefully the signs of Spring harbour brighter days ahead. Thankyou for the beautiful photos… I could almost feel myself being drawn along those country roads with hope of better days ahead displayed in the beautiful floral displays along the banks.

    • It is shocking and even today even more harrowing stories of animals going hungry in the national press. Hopefully indeed our yellow blooms are a sign of warmer times to come – but it wont be this weekend as we are still shivering! thanks for dropping by!

  6. This situation with the cattle sounds brutal. Having said that, this is a delightful blog, the pictures are … intoxicating (?). I look forward to following your blog. It looks like you’ve been blogging for a while. Thanks for visiting my Wilder Man on Rolling Creek blog. Have a good week.

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