Island of ferns

For the next few months the island will be covered with ferns. They will wave gently along the roadsides and soften the raggedy look of the skeleton forests. Already they have begun to spring up along the stone walls. They are chartreuse now; they will become darker shades of green over the summer and finally turn toward warm browns and coppers after the frost. Mostly they are Bracken and Hay-scented Fern, I think. But there are other varieties, too.

One tall fern grows up in large mounds along roads and paths. Ferns that grow from mounds like this are the Royal Fern, the Interrupted Fern, and the Cinnamon Fern. I think this one is the Cinnamon Fern. It is not as bright in colour as the Bracken and Hay-scented Fern, but it is certainly more imposing. It is beginning to unfurl.