Ah! Spring
Hints of green, first blossoms cast
their spell
By DANA DUGAN
with GREG STAHL
Express Staff Writers
Diligently poking through the dry-caked
mud near Silver Creek, a hint of green demands attention. On closer inspection,
it looks like a weed, but just a few feet away are more signs of spring: a clump
of Blue Hills sage and, down the path, fan-like delphinium leaves.
Express photos by Dana DuGan, Willy
Cook
In Idaho, spring marches slowly northward
from the lowland canyons of the Snake River near Hagerman and Bliss. The gradual
greening of the earth rolls like a wave across the desert toward the rugged
peaks of Central Idaho. It’s a phenomenon that takes months, beginning in late
March at the lowest elevations and finishing in late June or early July in the
highest alpine environments.
At least in the southern reaches of the
Wood River Valley spring appears to have arrived, although the daffodils on the
south side of Silver Creek Outfitters in Ketchum always seem to bloom before
everything else.
And, on closer inspection around Ketchum,
there are signs of iris leaves poking through matted root clumps along narrow
strips next to cottages. Packed alongside the iris are artemsia (silver mound)
and small delicate cerastium (snow-in-the-summer), both soft and silver. Keeping
them company are early hollyhock leaves, round and hopeful.
Further south toward Carey, nothing but
sagebrush is apparent. But up against Bellevue and Hailey cottages, daffodils,
red tulips and the little blue scilla bifolia are visible.
Silver Creek Preserve, which still appears
rather forlorn, currently has little more than natural debris strewn along its
paths until closer inspections on hands-and-knees show otherwise.
These inspections reveal goldmoss sedum
spilling over rocks and the deeply cut foliage of delphinium poking through last
summer’s dead grasses.
A Canada goose roosts resolutely on her
nest on a small island, and other birds, hidden in the reeds, chatter away.
Otherwise, among the bone-colored stalks
strewn haphazardly on the once lush trails and creekbanks, carpets of pussytoes
create a soft silver mat. Mertensia, commonly known as Mountain Blue Bell,
offers what little color is apparent with its small blue bugle shaped buds.
Express photos by Dana DuGan, Willy
Cook
Green took over from the brown shades of
winter last week on the Camas Prairie, near Fairfield, and the songs of a choir
of birds echoed from the vertical ramparts surrounding Camas Creek.
The willows were red and ripe with the
hope of warm months ahead.
Pairs of Canada geese, ducks and great
blue herons hunkered on nests full of eggs, while crows and watchful red tailed
hawks waited for the new parents to leave their young for a few of Mother
Nature’s cruel but necessary moments.
The choir was interrupted only by the
intermittent percussive cracks from a .22 caliber rifle fired by a
spring-starved boy.
Back in Hailey, sedum, veronica, lavender,
points of hosta leaves, buds on lilac trees and the fast growing herb lovage are
all working their way out of dormancy.
By Easter, daffodils were blooming; Easter
colors prevailed under a blue sky. Grateful residents of all species gratefully
turned their faces to the sun.