The ferns have just gone wild since we were last out on the island. So much so, that they even started springing up through some of the gaps in the stairs. They were all a welcoming committee when we arrived on Saturday eve. At this early stage they are just such gorgeous shades of green. The poetic unfurling of the ferns like a dance of nature. The sea of green such a sight, but when you really start looking closely at each, the true beauty of the fern in released. Such gloriously green detail.
I love this time of year when all the ferns are beginning to take off, are growing like weeds, and have just the prettiest shades of green. It is so interesting to see them in miniature form, just knowing they will become huge as the season progresses.
We have horsetail ferns all over our property on Vashon Island. I think these ferns look other-worldly. After a little reading up, I found out that they dominated the understory of late Paleozoic forests. I guess we are really just a visitor at their home. It is fun watching Bailey dodge around them like she is running an obstacle course.