Did you ever wonder why a Canada goose is named for that country? Or what makes French toast French? Or English muffins English?
I don’t know either. But I am so glad our neighbor to the north decided to share these flowers with us.
Ever since the path through the woods has been reopened, we’ve been discovering how much Hurricane Irene rearranged the pattern of the botanicals down there.
B. I. (Before Irene), there was just a small handful of these flowers down by the river. Now they’ve spread and we find them tucked away in places where we’ve never seen them before.
Lovely, aren’t they?