Fringed
gentian, Gentianopsis crinita
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Fringed
Gentian
by Susan L. Post
"It (Fringed Gentian) came very near not being an inhabitant
of our latitude, perhaps our globe, at all." Henry David Thoreau
Fringed
gentians striking color and beauty has had the attention, not
only of naturalists, but artists and poets for many years, even though
the plant is uncommon in most of its U.S. range. While not an endangered
species in Illinois, fringed gentian, Gentianopsis crinita, is
rarely encountered unless sought in an appropriate habitat moist,
alkaline swales along the Lake Michigan shoreline and the moist vegetation
that surrounds many of the glacial lakes in Lake and McHenry counties.
In the past the dunes and swales of the southern portion of Illinois
Beach State Park have sparkled with hundreds of gentians.
While we usually associate wild flowers with spring and summer, fringed
gentians are one of last flowers in bloom before frostlate August
to November. To experience these gentians in their full glory, visit
on a sunny day as the flowers open only in full sunlight. On cloudy
days and at night each four-petaled, iridescent, blue flower is tightly
closed into a narrow bell shape, ostensibly to protect its nectar and
pollen from rain showers. The main pollinators of fringed gentians are
the robust bumblebees. Should the flowers be only part way open, or
even tightly closed, the large bees often force their way in, reminiscent
of struggling to place one's hand into a twisted glove.
The elusive nature of the fringed gentian in Illinois results from two
factors: the decline of its habitat and the fact that it is a taprooted
annual or biennial and grows only from seed. Thus, the colony that was
so abundant at a site one year may be absent the next. Fortunately,
the wind-scattered seeds usually found new but often-distant colonies.
The name gentian comes from the Greek king Gentius who discovered the
medicinal properties of the group. To the wildflower enthusiast, the
word gentian says "blue" and perhaps brings to mind one of
the stanzas of To the Fringed Gentian by William Cullen Bryant.
"Then
doth thy sweet and quiet eye
Look through its fringes to the sky,
Blueblueas if that sky let fall
A flower from its cerulean wall."
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