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If you don’t already follow me on Instagram I suggest you change that: @Cassi_opia For those that do not know my husband, he is a plant expert. And I mean that quite literally inside of his mind is encyclopedia of everything nature. I find this fascinating and he has taught me so much but I did not know before about our planet. So last year every Thursday I started posting an educational post revolved around nature and gardening named: #JeudiJardinage These posts were made mainly on Instagram , search the hashtag on the app to see all of the posts you’ve missed, you might learn something cool and interesting . Today’s posting is as follows: Happy Jeudi Jardinage (Thursday gardening, but better because it’s in french) to celebrate the beginning of spring, our feature of the week is a big stinky one. Eastern Skunk Cabbage, or (symplocarpis foetidus) is one of the first to bloom in a the spring. This magnificently unique creature of a plant earns it’s name from its pungent putrid odors 😷 I dare you to take a good sniff! It will blow you away. The smell intensifies when any part of the plant is broken or damaged. The reason for the atrocious smell, that resembles that of rotting flesh, is simple: to attract insects that are attracted to such nasty-things such as flies, and beetles. After the flower stage, it grows large cabbage-like leaves which grow in a rosette. Interestingly enough this beauty often blooms in the snow due to its ability to produce its own heat which makes it capable of thawing the frozen soil and even melting the snow on the surface before its groundbreaking arrival. So to summarize, this badass plant has heat-creating super powers and smells like the flower of your nightmares 😁 so please, Take a hike and enjoy the gorgeous view! Note the melted snow around the plants and spread the word 🌞 #SpringIsHere #DiscoverYourPlanet #LearnEveryday #NativePlant #ForestGardening #sustainability #wildflowers #SaveTheBees #SaveTheBirds #JeudiJardinage Distinctive features :
1. deep purple/ urgundy tones with speckles of green 2. curly hallow flower pods with pointed ends 3. May grow in clusters 4. Loves wet damp areas, and able to grow underwater 5. Thick shiny bright green foliage after flower stage 6. Awful Smell

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