Every week a new flower appears on the river, sometimes every day! I just can't ignore their miraculous natural engineering. Their scent adds to their beauty, the miracle that is the flower. Maybe I'm sentimental, or maybe I share French Impressionist Claude Monet's floral appreciation. The Eutrochium is thus deserving.
Commonly called Joe Pye, it is the most prolific flower on the river. It reaches full bloom this time of the year. Growing in high and very large spreads, It gives off a fragrance of lilac and shares the same dusty rose color. While fishing, I can smell them around the bend. Joe Pye is very aromatic. Its scent is copied and mass produced as a synthetic fragrance. It is inexpensive when purchased at the local Pharmacy. My Grand Mother wore the same smelling perfume as it probably sold for about $1.99 a gallon and you didn't need much.
Joe Pye has many legends that are still argued to this day. The contention that it is named after a Native American Mohican from the Massachusetts area. He was a tribal Shaman who supposedly used it as a tea to heal fever. If it wasn't for the fact that this plant grows all over every river in very large stands, it would be cherished. However like the lilacs we take its fragrance and beauty for granted.
This time of the year with dead grass, ferns, and the leaves falling to earth that create a smell of decaying matter, nature has given us the
Joe Pye flower as a sweet smelling natural deodorizer. So while you fish enjoy it's fleeting, wonderful essence.
Sweet Is The Lore That Nature Brings