Rhodora

It's been raining for most of the past week. This morning I went out and took a look at how things have been going. Walking down a woods road, I looked ahead and saw a coyote about 100 feet ahead. And just as quick, he was gone.

The rhodora is in bloom. I checked the bog and it's about a week before it will be blooming there, and when it does watch out.

Confessions of a bog walker

I spent yesterday walking in a bog. It's an old bog, completely filled in, thick mat of sphagnum moss, and a tangle of leatherleaf,Labrador tea, and rhodora. All in search of butterflies. Upon spotting one across on the other side, I would, well you can't run,it's like running over semi frozen jello, with a million tripping hazards and ice water. So I would just walk over, way too late to even see the butterfly. Once I got lucky and a mourning cloak flew to me.

It was hot, I got soaked. Got "misplaced".

I had fun.