For weeks the camass lilies, Camassi cusickii, have been threatening to bloom. They finally have started to open their icy blue stars.
From a distance they fade to a skim milk bluish white. They are so pale, and they get overwhelmed by all that strappy green foliage, but I love them and wait for them each May.
The forget me nots, Myosotis, are abundant and cute up close, a rich blue.
Stepping back, you see they form only a small edging along the dry creek bed, contrasting (clashing?) with orange geums on the other side. They'll spread, I know that, but right now it's kind of a silly little arc.
The star of my early May garden, whether from close in or seen from down the street, is the Doublefile Viburnum plicatum tomentosum 'Shasta'.
From afar this viburnum looks like a wedding cake. Or like shooting fireworks going off in all directions. In last year's storm it lost many branches in the middle and there is an open gap on the right, and although I see that it's not as full as last year, who else could notice? It looks fine all dressed in white.
Foamflower, Tiarella 'Candy Striper' forms a mini forest of pinky white spires.
The distance shot shows that my attempt to achieve a long sweep of tiarella, winding about under woodland trees is only twelve plants clumped under a young magnolia, but there is a design goal, and I can see it even if you can't yet.
Close up the sheer volume of maple seeds on the red maples, Acer rubrum, is alarming. When a wind blows, they helicopter down on the swirling breezes.
There is no long shot of all the red maples that surround my yard and grow in the woods. So imagine the air filled with twinkling, sunlit helicopters as the seeds blow off and twirl in showers to the ground.
It's an amazing thing to see, even if it means I'll be weeding maple seedlings out of my gardens forever.