Every year around this time I go out and take photos of thimbleberry flowers, big white blooms, among the first to brighten the eaves of the forest in the spring. This Sunday afternoon, the highway near Campbell River was all done in thimbleberry white and Scotch broom yellow. But as I drove north, the flowers disappeared. When I stopped near Sayward, 40 km. northwest of home as the crow flies, 20 km. due north, about 20 inland (it's colder away from the shore), all I found were buds. And the buds and stems were trimmed with pink spikes.
|Even the long bract extensions are spiky.|
|With hopeful pollinator, here early.|