“Spring Green” — right? Wrong.
In the year 2015, spring has been mostly brown. Here is a photo essay of last Friday’s trip to my beloved Bowman’s Hill Wildflower Preserve below New Hope, Pennsylvania. I’ve written elsewhere, as in the Time of Trenton, that Bowman’s is Spring Central. And it is. Except the palette this year is that of an unexpected artist — Paul Cezanne! Stroll with me.
You really have to be determined to find spring.
Overhead vistas were stunning.
Straight ahead was stunning – a favorite scene for me always is the shadow of beech leaves on beech bark.
Azalea Sign, No Azalea Blossoms
And Bowman’s greatest gift, a flower I have not seen in at least five years there, and one that should by no means be around in April – the Snow Trillium. A bad picture, because of high winds, but worth studying, nonetheless.
To get to Bowman’s, take the old green bridge from Lambertville over my beloved Delaware River. Turn left at the first light in New Hope, and drive along through woods and past spring wildflowers on the banks and steeps on either side. Bowman’s is on the right, before an old stone bridge. There is a small admission fee — a pittance compared to the treasures that await you there.
Afterwards, eat at Bowman’s Tavern. Superb food, quite avant-garde for a post-hike treat, and gracious welcome.
Bowman’s Hill Wildflower Preserve members earn a 10% discount at the Tavern, but you must remind hostess and waitress.