I discovered a new shrub this spring – or should I say I discovered its name?
I’d seen it many times on my walks in the woods, always stopping to admire its growth in the dead of winter and its blossoms in early spring. But it was only recently I learned its name – Indian Plum – and since then I have a new appreciation tor this native shrub, one of the first to bloom in the Pacific Northwest.
I saw it growing abundantly on recent walks in filtered sunlight under the canopy of trees and also under bright sunshine near the edges of the trail.
‘We should get one,’ I told my husband! ‘See how beautiful they are and how easily they grow!’
Little did I know, for as I scrolled through pictures I’d taken earlier in my yard I found one – yes, an Indian Plum I didn’t know I had. It was growing in an unkempt area near the driveway, alongside some blackberry bushes where it got no attention or respect. I could transplant it but since it sprang up where it chose why should I interfere?
Prized by Pacific Coast Native Americans who used the berries, twigs, and bark for food, teas and medicine, it’s also loved by birds and other wildlife.