Thursday, May 21, 2009

First Lady Slippers of spring

As they say: spring is here and winter is not far behind. For those not familiar with it, this is New England's showiest orchid.

1 comment :

Tim MacSweeney said...

My Grandmother Rose always used to call these "Indian Moccasins." It was she who initially got me to realise Indians lived here and told me stories about places such as "White Deer Rocks Road" where there was a herd of White Deer that were almost never hunted and considered special. As she regressed with Alzhiemer's she started telling fragmentary Indian stories - which I put together with a chance meeting with a man who told about his childhood,camping at Quassapaug Lake with "Woodbury Indians" he was related to. The Fishing Camp was a short walk from her father's (my greatgrandfather's)farm - where relatives on the other side of my family had a great collection of arrowheads they found there...