The trees along the Ripple Rock trail are crowded, tall, twisty, and thickly draped in mosses. In the afternoon sunlight, the camera sees them as criss-crossing black silhouettes, with flaring yellow sunbursts. My eyes aren't any better. So I watch the path, instead.
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| First skunk cabbage bud of the year. |
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| Frayed mushrooms on a log end. |
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| Junco, thinking that if he doesn't move at all, I won't see him. |
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| Moss sporophytes. |
And on another, short, trail:
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| Green lights in the understory. |
The trees are beautiful, but sometimes you can't see them for the forest.
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