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Discover the beauty of the trails of the Great Smoky Mountains, covered with attractive pink petals of Spring Beauty flowers delivering the promise of warmer days to come. Tiny Bluets spread out in lengthy carpets along the edges of the trail, mirroring the clarity of the sky, while Flame Azaleas reflect the sunsets. Discover the natural world of wildflowers in the Great Smoky Mountains in all seasons. The wildflowers of the Great Smoky Mountains are amazing in their diversity.

The National Park is home to approximately 1, kinds of different flowering plants, including over rare plants. The reason for the large number of species is attributable to several factors, the variety of latitudes, elevations, settings, lots of rain, the impact of the ice age, and the preservation efforts by the National Park Service.

The Smoky Mountains are known for wildflowers. Where to find the wildflowers: Photographs and descriptions by Jill Strickland Racek. Bee Balm got its common name from the belief that the leaves could ease the pain of a bee sting. This bright red flower is about one and a half inches long and occurs in beds of a few feet to several feet in diameter. It grows in rich, wet, acid soils from 2, to 6, feet in elevation. The leaves have a pleasant odor. This complex genus occurring in the park can be separated to some degree based on color.

The flower-head consists of 10 to 20 yellow, daisy-like, ray flowers surrounding a chocolate brown center of disc flowers — a foam typical of the sunflower family. Black-Eyed Susans tends to grow in dense clumps, along roadsides, open fields throughout the Smokies.

The Bloodroot is a beautiful clear white flower of the poppy family. The one-two inch bloom has eight or more white to pink petals around the cluster of many sepals.

It blooms early in the season and can endure the cold temperatures of early spring, the leaves stay curled around the stems to conserve warmth. The Bloodroot can be found in moist and deciduous woods up to 3, feet in elevation. It blooms in the early season, lasting from March through April. This brilliant flower attracts butterflies. This small clustered orange colored flower, crown the leafy, hairy stem with five curved back petals, and a central crown in clusters of two.

They are a conspicuous part of the landscape on dry soils in open areas up to 2, feet in elevation. This gorgeous shrub, is one of the most popular wildflowers in the Smokies. Its rose-purple flowers are dramatic, and the scrub is easily seen because it grows in well-exposed ridges at 3, to 6, feet in elevation.

The usual height is 8 to 12 feet, but occasionally it too attains the size of a small tree. The Rhododendron and Mountain Laurel both grow in thickets so dense they can nearly cover an entire mountainside, and indeed they do blanket the summits of numerous mountains.

Rhododendron is often intermingled with mountain laurel. Rhododendron can be found bordering streams throughout the Park. This common plant is often considered just a weed in its habitat along roadsides.

The one-and a half inch wide flowers have everything from twelve to twenty rays, whose square tips are finely fringed. This flower possesses a blue of the clearest kind. It can be found in the lower elevations along roadsides. This beautiful flower, the wild Columbine presents an elegant show. Columbine is found in abundance in elevations of to 2, feet, in moist, rocky areas of the park.

Columbine can also been seen along the roadside, the lower portion of the Little River Gorge and near the Bud Ogle Cabin. It is fairly common throughout April and early May. Most people are familiar with the milkweed because of its seedpods that split open in the fall, exposing silky, parachuted seeds for the wind to disperse.

This 4 to 6 foot tall stout plant, with large oval leaves, spherical clusters of small flowers at stem tips appear in fields, and along roadsides. A welcome sight on a hike through the cool, high elevation forest of the region, this St. Legend says that St. Patrick used the leaf to explain Doctrine of the Trinity to tribal chief during one of his missionary journeys. This plant is easily recognized by the shamrock shaped leaves consisting of 3 inverted heart-shaped leaflets.

The single flower has 5 white petals with obvious deep pink veins. It often grows in colonies. You can find the Wood Sorrel in rich, moist woods and hemlock forests in the high elevations in the Smokies during May through July. These strongly scented white flowers hang in clusters, arching 5 to 7 foot shrubs. Usually grows in dense thickets in moist, shaded, acid soils, from to 5, feet in elevation. This rather rare, distinctively shaped nodding flower lives up to its name.

The cream like shaped flower, three-quarter-inch, waxy flower looks like an upside-down pair of white, puffy pants. It can be found from April through May. The Greeks named the Crested Dwarf Iris for their goddess of the rainbow. The pale to deep purple flower is divided into six parts. It is widely distributed at lower elevations of the Smokies. The Iris is the Tennessee State Flower. Fairy Wand is a most descriptive name for this interesting plant. A wand like stem often dropping at the tip, arises from a basal cluster of leaves, and has a densely packed, elongated terminal cluster of tiny white flowers.

This flower can be found in several sections of the Smokies up to 2, feet in elevation. One of the brightest and most conspicuous wildflowers found blooming in the Great Smoky Mountains.

Look for hummingbirds around this brilliant bright red, one to two foot beauty, as they are one of these flowers primary pollinators. They grow around dry rocky conditions, open woods, and thickets.

It can be found on Chestnut Top Trail within the first half mile of the trail. The Fire Pink is one of the longer lasting flowers, blooming from April through June.

This highly popular Flame Azalea occurs as scattered plants and groups throughout the park. A deciduous shrub with terminal clusters of tubular, vase shaped, orange, red, and yellow flowers. Dramatic masses of Hybrid Azaleas can be seen in dry open woods and mountain balds. As the second common name suggests, Foamflower has often been confused with Miterwort, though they are not at all familiar.

Another plant sometimes confused with Foamflower is Alumroot. The raceme of white sometimes-pink flowers grows on a leafless stalk, 6 to 12 inches tall. The flowers have 5 petals, and 10 long stamens that protrude beyond the petals. The trumpet -shaped flowers, red outside and a brilliant yellow inside, are in a narrow one-sided curving terminal cluster.

No other species of the Logania family, which is the source of strychnine, is in the Park. An odd plant, Indian Pipe found usually growing in small clumps, the stem is 5 to 8 inches tall, with a single nodding, nearly translucent flower is most often white, but it can be shades of pink, yellow, or even blue.

Indian Pipe grows in heavily shaded areas. Indian Pipe can be found throughout the Smokies. Indian Pipe may been seen along the Trails to Mt. The sheath is just a leaf bract, in order to see the diminutive flower, you need to lift up the hood and look inside.

The actual flower is hard to find on this plant. The Jack-In-The-Pulpit grows from twelve to thirty six inches and can be found in damp, moist woodlands in the lower elevations. Jewelweed gets their name from the silvery drops of dew seen at the tips of the leaves in the morning. They are also called Touch-Me-Nots because if you touch the seedpods when they are just about ripe, they explode and shoot the seeds out to disperse them.

This orange and yellow flower grows 3 to 5 feet, along stream sides, wet soils at 2, to 3, feet in elevation. The most abundant of the Trilliums of the Great Smoky Mountains. Its is a spectacular treat throughout the park.

It is the most commonly grown trilliums. The big, bell shaped white flower, which usually turns to a delicate pink with age, is on a stem 10 to 15 inches high. Trilliums when started from seed, takes years to have their first bloom. The rare tall larkspur, grows to heights of 2 to 6 feet, has fewer lobes in the leaves and blooms in the summer.

The 4 petals are very small, with 2 of them extending into the spur formed by the sepals. The leaves are mostly basal, palmate, and divided into 5 to 7 irregular segments. This flower can be found in rich woods throughout in late March to early May. Its arrow-shaped leaves and fleshy jug-shaped calyx-a flower without petals, gives this plant a unique appeal. The thick, evergreen leaves are a familiar sight on wooded slopes up to 3, feet.

Often hidden by the leaves, the interesting jugs occur at ground level. The jugs are purplish brown and less than an inch long. Lousewort is one of the oddest-looking flowers to be found in the Smokies. The three-inch quarter flowers are composed of two petals that join together in tubular fashion.

The upper lip is longer, has two, minute teeth, and arches downward over the shorter lower lip, which has three lobes.

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Oh deign to visit our forsaken seats, The mossy fountains, and the green retreats! Where-e'er you walk, cool gales shall fan the glade, Trees, where you sit, shall crowd into a shade, Where-e'er you tread, the blushing flow'rs shall rise, And all things flourish where you turn your eyes.

They carried a net, and their hearts were set On fishing up the moon. The calm of a thousand summers, And dreams of countless Junes, Return when the lake-wind murmurs Through golden August noons. One scent can be unexpected, momentary and fleeting, yet conjure up a childhood summer beside a lake in the mountains The summer of a dormouse. Spring brings us flowers, summer brings clover, fall brings grapes, winter brings snow.

It brings to harvest all the loveliest flowers of the soul. There are notes of joy from the hangbird and wren, And the gossip of swallows through all the sky; The ground squirrel gayly chirps by his den, And the wilding bee hums merrily by.

The clouds are at play in the azure space, And their shadows at play on the bright green vale, And here they stretch to the frolic chase, And there they roll on the easy gale. There's a dance of leaves in that aspen bower; There's a titter of winds in that beechen tree; There's a smile on the fruit, and a smile on the flower, And a laugh from the brook that runs to the sea.

And look at the broad-faced sun, how he smiles On the dewy earth that smiles in his ray, On the leaping waters and gay young isles, Ay, look, and he'll smile thy gloom away. Larger than any rose, it has something of the cabbage rose's voluminous quality; and when it finally drops from the vase, it sheds its petticoats with a bump on the table, all in an intact heap, much as a rose will suddenly fall, making us look up from our book or conversation, to notice for one moment the death of what had still appeared to be a living beauty.

Foss, A Spring Rain Song. Summer passes and one remembers one's exuberance. Autumn passes and one remembers one's reverence. Winter passes and one remembers one's perseverance. Hope constancy in wind, or corn in chaff. Happy fields of summer, softly billowed over With the feathery red-top and the rosy clover, -- Happy little children seek your shady places, Lark-songs in their bosoms, sunshine on their faces! Happy little children, skies are bright above you, Trees bend down to kiss you, breeze and blossom love you; And we bless you, playing in the field-paths mazy, Swinging with the harebell, dancing with the daisy!

Happy fields of summer, touched with deeper beauty As your tall grain ripens, -- tell the children, duty Is as sweet as pleasure; tell them both are blended In the best life story, well begun and ended. I shall grow old, and horrid, and dreadful. But this picture will remain always young. It will never be older than this particular day of June. If it was only the other way! If it was I who were to be always young, and the picture that were to grow old!

For this--for this--I would give everything! Yes, there is nothing in the whole world I would not give! Filled was the air with a dreamy and magical light; and the landscape lay as if new created in all the freshness of childhood. Birds leave the nest and try their wings And songbirds learn just how to sing. Brides have planned for the perfect day When to their love their vows will say. June is a month of graduations; Proud parents give congratulations. The birth of baby girls and boys Makes us look at tiny toys.

First communions are realized; Decisions taken to change lives. Recitals seem to be everywhere; Dancing and music is in the air. June is the month to sing your joy - the month of dreams for you to enjoy. Good weather all the week, but come the weekend the weather stinks. Springtime for birth, Summertime for growth; and all Seasons for dying.

Ripening grapes in the summer sun - reason enough to plod ahead. Springtime flows in our veins. Beauty is the Mistress, the gardener Her salve. A soul is colored Spring green. Complexity is closer to the truth. When the Divine knocks, don't send a prophet to the door. All metaphors aside - only living beings rise up in the Springtime; dead beings stay quite lie down dead. Fresh fruit from the tree - sweet summertime! Gardens are demanding pets.

Shade was the first shelter. One spring and one summer to know life's hope; one autumn and one winter to know life's fate. Somehow, someway, everything gets eaten up, someday. Relax and be still around the bees. Paradise and shade are close relatives on a summer day. Absolutes squirm beneath realities. The spiders, grasshoppers, mantis, and moth larva are all back: To garden is to open your heart to the sky. Dirty fingernails and a calloused palm precede a Green Thumb.

Cummings, Spring Omnipotent Goddess Thou. Nimble fingers picking fistfuls of cherries- spitting pits. There are cities where it will come and go in a day and counties where it hangs around and never quite gets there. Summer is drawn blinds in Louisiana, long winds in Wyoming, shade of elms and maples in New England. It was held sacred to her, and was thought by the Romans to be the luckiest month for marriage, since Juno was the Goddess of Marriage.

Wherever the goddess went she was attended by her messenger Iris the Rainbow , who journeyed so quickly through the air that she was seldom seen, but after she had passed there was often left in the sky the radiant trail of her highly-coloured robe. Juno is always represented as a tall, beautiful woman, wearing a crown and bearing a sceptre in her hand, and often she is shown with a peacock at her side, since that bird was sacred to her. A story is told of one of her servants, Argus, who had a hundred eyes, only a few of which he closed at a time.

Juno set him to watch over a cow which Jupiter wished to steal, for it was really a beautiful girl named Io, whom Jupiter had transformed. Mercury was sent by Jupiter to carry off Io, and by telling long and wearisome stories to Argus at last succeeded in lulling him into so deep a sleep that he closed all his eyes. The god then seized Argus's own sword and cut off his head. Juno was very sad at the loss of her servant, and gathering up his hundred eyes scattered them over the tail of the peacock, her favourite bird.

The Roman festival of Juno Moneta, the "Warner. In ancient Rome, this was the day set aside for a public festival for the hearth goddess Vesta.

Women walked barefoot around her round temple with offerings. The Vestal Virgins prepared the ritual food: The water came from vessels that could not be set down without spilling and the salt was pounded in a mortar, baked and sawn.

It became a holiday for millers and bakers. Roman women celebrated Mater Matuta, the goddess of dawn on this day. They asked for her blessings on their children or their sister's children. As part of the ritual, the women drove from the temple a slavewoman who represented night, thus symbolically enacting the arrival of Dawn. The temple of Mater Matuta was alongside one of Fortuna who was also worshipped on this day. The Romans celebrated the goddess of good fortune on this day.

Monaghan comments that she was not merely "luck," but the principle that drives men and women to mate, an irresistible "Fors. As Fortuna Virilis, she made women irresistible to men. It was perhaps on this day that Roman women invaded men's public baths. It makes sense to celebrate Fortuna at this time of the year when the sun at its height represents the top of her wheel of Fortune.

The wheel becomes a symbol again at the other side of the year winter solstice when the sun is at its lowest point. School of the Seasons.

Her six Vestal Virgins virgin in the sense that they belonged to no man - they were "one within" tended her sacred fire in a round temple in Rome and the Romans offered a prayer to her every day at their own hearths. On March 1st, every year, her priestesses extinguished the fire and relit it. Her worship was connected with fertility and to let her light go out would mean that civilization would also end.

On June 9th, the Vestalia was held when , cleaned out and then ree wall is a Roman frieze from the College of Vestal Virgins. Here, too the darting linnet hath her nest In the blue-lustred holly, never shorn, Whose partner cheers her little brooding breast, Piping from some near bough.

O cistern deep of that harmonious rillet, And these fair juicy stems that climb and throng The vernal world, and unexhausted seas Of flowing life, and soul that asks to fill it, Each and all of these,--and more, and more than these! The month is named after the Roman goddess Juno , wife of Jupiter and equivalent to the Greek goddess Hera. At the start of June, the sun rises in the constellation of Cancer. You just have to get up to the line and focus.

While one Tennessee winning streak ended Monday, another continued on Thursday. UT now has won 15 in a row at home, a streak extending back to last season. Isabelle Harrison led No. The victory was a positive follow-up to an loss at Notre Dame, which ended UT's game win streak overall. Raigyne Moncrief led LSU , with 15 points.

The crowd chanted "We Back Pat", giving voice to the night's Alzheimer's awareness theme. Two teams known more for their defense and rebounding began by staging a shooting exhibition. They returned to a more traditional form of scoring by feeding the ball to Harrison, who scored 11 first-half points. The Fighting Irish beat the Lady Vols for the fifth straight after losing the first games in the series.

It's only the second time in 10 tries Tennessee has lost at Notre Dame. Just like in the other five losses to the Irish, the Lady Vols were hurt by Notre Dame's best player. Loyd made 13 of 23 shots, hitting big shots every time the Irish needed one. Tennessee cut the lead to early in the second half on a layup by Isabelle Harrison and cut it again to on a rebound basket by Graves.

The Irish responded with a spurt on a rebound by Allen, a basket inside by Briana Turner and a backdoor layup by Loyd to extend the lead to eight points. When Ariel Massengale hit a 3-pointer, Loyd responded with a three-point play. The Irish eventually used a run, highlighted by a 3-pointer by Loyd and an alley-oop layup by Brianna Turner on a pass from Allen to open a lead.

Tennessee narrowed the lead on a layup by Bashaara Graves with 56 seconds left, but couldn't get any closer. Graves led Tennessee with 22 points and Cierra Burdick added Tennessee needs no reminders about its recent history with Notre Dame.

After winning the first 20 games in this series, the Lady Volunteers have lost to Notre Dame by double-digit margins each of the last four seasons. That gives the sixth-ranked Lady Vols loads of incentive as they put their game winning streak on the line Monday at No. The score was taped all around our locker room for the next month.

The walls were covered. We don't want that to happen again. The Lady Vols lost nearly half of point second half lead at one point before recovering for a SEC women's basketball victory over Auburn at Auburn Arena.

Andraya Carter and Jordan Reynolds combined to lead No. UT stretched its winning streak to 11 in advance of Monday's showdown against the No. Tra'Cee Tanner led Auburn , with 14 points. Tennessee's early challenge wasn't getting the ball inside against Auburn's zone. Instead the Lady Vols struggled to convert high percentage chances. Center Isabelle Harrison epitomized UT's plight, missing all six of her first-half attempts. She missed two shots on one early trip down the floor, missing a layup and a rebound chance.

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