Shimmer of spring blossoms
- Unfurling fern
Whistling herald of the swamp
Lone cattail speaks in swamp reflections
The forest murmurs in more swamp reflections
The Red Wing Blackbird sings the sweetest song in the swamp
Blossom at the tip of the tree
Budding leaf says "How you doin', World?"
Deer skull, deer hair
Six morel mushrooms. Only six. But appreciated & sauteed with deep gratitude. Thank you, Woods.
I live in the middle of the woods in Michigan's Upper Peninsula. Next to Lake Superior's cold shores. I love to blog.
Wonderful pictures. The fern as it sheds it protective covering is outstanding!
Jane, thank you. I was looking at the ferns yesterday as they rise even higher. They look like Creatures in their emergence. Every step of their unfoldment is amazing!
Beautiful pictures and enjoy those morels!
Those six morels were soaked in salt water, drained, sauteed in butter and ingested with those most gratitude you can imagine!
Hello U.P. woods! 🙂
Hello Micheala! Come visit us some day, will you?
LOVE the swamp reflections…
Me too, Dawn. 🙂
Hi back to the U.P. woods. Your morels are enormous, Kathy! Congratulations!
They WERE enormous morels, Pamela. If I had just one morel prayer, though, it would be to discover a field of morels. Doesn’t matter what size. But more than six.
Your woods look to be at about as far along as our here in Eastern Nova Scotia.
“Hello U.P. woods”.
“Hello back to the Nova Scotia woods! It would be nice to meet ya one of these days…in person, that is.”
Hope to be hunting morels before weeks end. (After I get a new battery for the lawn tractor, a pasty and clean-up all the junk that was left when the snow piles melted in the front yard … the only bad part of living at the end of the street) Your photos are just irresistible.
You’re up in the U.P. John???? Really?? How exciting!! I hope you enjoy your time up here. Let me know if you find morels. Please share where you find them. Ha ha…I have never known anyone who would do that.
You photographed both life and death there in your UP woods, Kathy. The fern unfolding seems to tell the whole story so well.
The woods always seems to tell a simultaneous story of life and death, doesn’t it, Barb? I like that we can allow ourselves to see the death as well as the life.
Ohhh, those morels looks so nice. That is just one of the wonderful parts about where you live.
Those morels were so yummy, Tammy. We are lucky to live here. I am lucky that I can say that after not liking it when we moved here.
Heading north Saturday. Your pics make me want to leave today! The northwoods in Spring are really something to behold. thanks for sharing.
You headin’ to the U.P., too, Jeff? Both you and John (comment up above) going to be here for Memorial Day weekend? I hope you have a wonderful time! If you’re out in Skanee and see my gray Buick at the school, be sure and knock on the door. Enjoy your time in the woods!
The pictures are marvelous! Beautiful! Its amazing to know that you spend your time and live so close to the Nature. The woods where you dwell are indeed, a paradise! How and where do you capture those tiny birds? Amazing photography 🙂 I so loved it 🙂
Sonali, I am glad you enjoyed this glimpse of our woods. The bird was actually bigger than it appears. I was nestled in the ground in the swamp and saw the bird–quite a stretch away–and snapped the photo. I liked the way it looked, so black and white.
“Unfurling Fern” and “Budding Leaf” are my favorites and just exactly what I needed to see this morning — thank you!
Glad to have given you your “woods vitamin” yesterday, Laurie!
I’m drooling over the morels. I can’t help it. It’s been decades since I found one or ate one.
All of your photos are beautiful. Hello back to the U.P. woods. 🙂
I’m drooling over morels, Robin, because we only ate six this year. One year, maybe a half dozen or more back, we found a bag-full. Never again. Although they exist up here. Somewhere. I wish you a morel find sometime soon in your life.