I managed to get back there a couple more times in spring, one of them right before I left for my Ohio hike. At that point, I knew for certain what it was, but there were much more interesting things to blog about. Today, I went there again.
Here are the two buds I'd been watching, on April 9.
On April 16, I knew for sure what I had.
These three buds hadn't yet opened into flowers, but I did find one that was just barely in bloom.
Still have no clue? The Furry Gnome guessed it right on the first go-round. Yeah, Stew!
Here's what it looked like today (where it wasn't covered with wild clematis or poison ivy). I'll bet a whole lot of country folks will recognize it now.
Elderberry, Sambucus canadensis. I'll be back with a bucket in a few weeks when those berries turn dark purple.
Meanwhile, tips to recognize it early next time. Opposite leaves (it's related to honeysuckle), and corky bumps on the bark. Those are good winter ID tips too.
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3 comments:
The catbirds and their ilk have pretty much had their way with the elderberries down this way. Maybe next year?
Is there a pie in the near future?
Elderberries make great pies. I won't say the greatest, 'cause that spot, for me, is taken by Sylvia's rhubarb pie.
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