• Vermont's OTHER Foliage

    The Subtle Queen

    Shortly after Easter and before Memorial Day Vermont's quiet time awakens as a princess and blossoms into the Queen of Seasons.

    Vermont's Other Foliage Season
    After the fall of gold and russet leaves, after the carpet of winter white, after brown muck season, a new lemon-lime palette with subtle hues springs into Vermont.

    If Vermont's majestic fall splendor brings worldwide travelers to its petite kingdom in the North corner of the United States, and if the dazzle of Vermont's autumn landscape reigns the King of Seasons, then the pale beauty of the Queen lies just 'round a mountain bend.

    Longer days lead to photosynthesis when the "putting together with light" begins the process of renewal. It's spring in bloom with red osier dogwood, white apple blossoms, and dark ever greens jumping from a backdrop of deciduous cousins. Moodiness and even moonbeams sprinkle the long mauve dusk.

    Spring peepers (Pseudacris crucifer) or tree frogs, tweep their mating whistle all the nights.  Some say the sound is seemingly sleigh bells, a reminder of Vermont past. There’s a tuning up of live instruments. Poised to the silent uplift of a conductor's wand, the jungle sounds spawn, then reverberate into a symphony within minutes. Mates call from near and far, joining the fortnight of nightly nocturnal ode.

    Ravines fill with marsh marigold yellow, along their banks lacy white Viburnum unfurl, radiant lemony Forsythia buds stand up and “Vermont Sun" the Forsythia mandshurica cultivar blooms bright. Woodland wildflowers spread yellow spot-leaf trout lilies, trilliums, and white Canada violets on lemon green lawns and forest edge.

    Quaint is the Vermont word of bright and creamy yellows, of daffodils or jonquils, cultivated flowering bulbs, planted mostly near dwellings punctuated with oange-red tulips and indigo blue hyacinth or muscari.

    It's time to treasure the light of a blue sky sunny day.  It's time to pick up sticks, pull a weed, till the soil, sweep the dusty blanket of winter.

    You take that first hike on a mountain trail while fly-fish initiates learn from anglers who have meticulously tied flies through the dark winter. You experience the first warm mist and cold swirl on river or stream.

    It's time for reflection, time to enjoy a drizzle--it doesn't always rain in Vermont, though the origin of its moniker, the Green Mountain State, alludes to lushness. A kayak's eager owner hopes for a deluge as do participants in one of the many local raft races.

    If rainfall is low, there are whitewater release races for Vermont paddlers. Pedalers and motor bikers take to the roads--especially nice since traffic wanes this time of year--and they slow to appreciate subtle shades, tints and tones in the sprinkle of scenes before them where color variations are only limited by a photographer or artist's imagination.

    Luxuriously un-crowded with off-season prices, it’s a smart time to visit Vermont. Are you artistic or sports minded, or simply in plain need of a respite? Vermont colorfully beckons!

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