“By the pricking of my thumbs, something wicked this way comes.” — Shakespeare.
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Woodland and prairie wildflowers are praised in poetry and prose; celebrated in song, and immortalized in art. Those colors! That fragrance! Innocent. Fragile. Such beautiful blooms.
And yet. These lovely blooms have a darker side.
Take a walk through a spring woodland. In the Victorian language of flowers in which blooms symbolized certain sentiments from the giver, anemones were often associated with bad luck, illness and death.
Anemones are also known as “windflowers;” from the Greek wind God’s name, “Anemos.” You can see why.
Or look at this colony of trilliums below, edging the prairie. What name would you suggest? Something pretty, right?
Nope. They are known in the vernacular as “the bloody nose flower” or “the bloody butcher.” Memorable? Yes. But most of us would rather settle for “red” or “prairie” trillium.
Even this elegant woodland trillium…
…bears the common name, “drooping trillium.” Not quite as bad as a bloody nose flower, but not a peppy moniker for something so stunning, either.
On the prairie in early spring, the “common valerian” looks like a sweet little flower. But give it a sniff…
…and you’re reminded of the smell of dirty socks after a work-out at the gym. Not a repeater.
When wood betony blankets the early spring prairie, you immediately think of snapdragons, yellow fireworks, or even carnival rides that swirl and turn.
Its other common name is— “lousewort.” This, in the once-mistaken belief it repelled lice on livestock. Could have used some help from marketing, don’t you think?
“Lousewort” might not be the worst name on the prairie, however. When I began volunteering in the tallgrass, this flower was one of the first ones I learned.
Bastard toadflax. Not a lot to love in that name. But a favorite plant of any school group I take out on a walk in the tallgrass, and one they are sure to remember.
Not far from the bastard toadflax is the ethereal wild hyacinth. Its name is nice, but it is associated with an unfortunate Greek legend that goes somewhat like this: When two gods fought for the love of a Greek boy named “Hyakinthos,” one of the gods murdered the boy in a jealous rage. Where Hyakinthos’ blood was spilled, a flower grew. The “hyacinth.”
A crime scene? Not what you’d think of when you see something this exquisite, is it?
The delicate trout lily below–also exquisite–is valued for its medicinal qualities, including as a possible cancer-fighter. Too bad its unfortunate side effect is inducing vomiting. Lots of it.
Who would have thought something so sweet looking could be so nauseating?
And blue cohosh seeds, once used as a coffee substitute, were found to be toxic when not roasted correctly. That’s a bad cup of coffee. Stick to Starbucks.
These are only a few of the wicked wildflowers and their traits. So many beautiful blooms, both on the prairies and in the woodlands!
But don’t be fooled. They’re not just pretty faces.
Which makes them just that much more interesting, doesn’t it?
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William Shakespeare (1564-1616) was an English playwright, and widely believed to be one of the greatest writers in the English language. The opening quote in this blog comes from Act 4- Scene 1, of Shakespeare’s play “MacBeth.” The phrase has been widely used in a number of other literary works, including as the title of a murder mystery by Agatha Christy (1890-1976) and a book by Ray Bradbury (1920-2012).
WE started cracking up when we saw the infamous Bloody noses here in the office with my brother!
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I’m so glad you and your brother started your Tuesday with a smile! 🙂 Love that nickname.
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Beautiful! But I think I prefer “bloody butcher” to “prairie trillium.” The cub scouts certainly do!
Thank you for another beautiful post, Cindy.
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Thank you, Andrew, for reading and sharing the post on Twitter! I’m sort of fond of the “bastard toadflax” myself – it always makes me smile. Grateful for your continuing observations in the East Woods — I learn a lot from reading your posts — everyone, please check it out at http://systematics.mortonarb.org/phenology/2017/05/08/a-normal-spring-day-in-the-east-woods-but-with-a-pileated-woodpecker/ .
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Thanks, Cindy. I feel like I didn’t miss everything this morning with this little virtual walk.
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We missed you at the workday, but are so happy about your graduation, Marcia! Glad you could be with us “virtually” this morning. Thanks for reading and taking time to comment.
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Love that the cold has slowed the emerging wildflowers down; seeming to give extended viewing of the earliest wildflowers. I’m usually in the Palos Moraine area and it’s been spectacular. Had a similar experience as Andrew seeing several Pileated this spring (even got a few pic’s). As always, thanks for the Tuesday’s inspiration, Cindy!
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Thank you, Mike, for reading and commenting so regularly! I agree; an amazing spring. The wild hyacinths are just opening this week….
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Great, fun information, Cindy, and beautiful pictures! Thanls!
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Thank you, Trish, for reading and taking time to write such a nice comment! I appreciate the work you do.
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Cindy-
I’m so sorry we had to miss Saturday night! We went up to Michigan and our car started making this thumping sound so we took it to Traverse City and it took a few days to get it fixed…all that to say we missed Saturday! And John Curphy’s farewell. 😦
This time of year stirs up a lot in me. Even the change of season – in all it’s beauty – is a struggle! Can I get your book at the bookstore in Glen Ellyn? I’m going to look today. I feel like it will be grounding to read it.
Sending love to you and Jeff as you venture into late spring and summer.
Barb (and Mike)
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We missed you, and I’m so sorry about your car! Lovely to get your message on the blog today. Yes, The Book Store in Glen Ellyn carries the new book, “The Tallgrass Prairie: An Introduction” as well as The Morton Arboretum Store. I believe Barnes & Noble has it in Oak Brook also. Thanks for asking! Love to you both.
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How cool, I never knew Trillium was called bloody nose. 🙂 Here in Arizona, we have some neat ones too, like scrambled eggs, stickywilly, cockroach plant, coyote tobacco, well, and fetid goosefoot. 🙂 I do miss my patches of bluebells at Morton Arboretum.
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I love coyote tobacco! The images it conjures up are amazing. 🙂 The others are hilarious as well. Thank you for sharing, and for reading.
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I have long lamented the unpoetic names of countless blossoms. Glad to know you join me these sentiments! xo
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