It was so hot last weekend. We ran for the mountains, the coolness, the melting snows of the high country. And the summer wild flowers.
By Ted Eytan from Washington, DC, USA – 2017.01.21 Women’s March Washington, DC USA 00094, CC BY-SA 2.0, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=55208311
Picked up Keri Smith’s lovely new book The Wander Society. Her blog is here. We’ve given most of her books to our little friends, Will and Julia – and we have read them too. We use them as inspiration for our own wandering.
And we’ve wandered to our usual and a few unusual haunts. Some walks in Wild Basin, a walk in Indian Peaks Wilderness and a hike at McGraw Ranch. Here is what we found…
The first Colorado Blue Columbine of the year…
A spurless Colorado Blue Columbine…
A moist moose munching…willow (bet you thought I was going to say moss?)
And Mushy Marsh Marigolds….
Oh, Beautiful Handwritten – they do me proud! 🙂 Long Live Analogue and Arts from the Hand!
I’ve always loved ferns. I grew up in the deep green heartland of an Eastern forest. It is truly a challenge to keep these thirsty plants happy and thriving here in our semi-arid climate. I really enjoy nurturing them. They need a humid environment and filtered light. So our master bath is a perfect place for them. But even with the daily showers they need to have their leaves misted at least twice a day. I bought a beautiful little brass fern mister to use for this ritual. They are different varieties of Adiantum (Maidenhair fern), with their distinctive dark, often black stipes and rachises, and bright green, delicately lacy leaves. I’ve worked hard to photograph them evocatively. It’s been a challenge – so today I’m thinking about what exactly it is that makes me love looking at them. Here are my early attempts to capture their magic.
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