Bloodroot on the Appalachian Trail

Spending time in the woods yesterday reminded me of yet another Mary Oliver poem: ‘How I go to the woods’.

Ordinarily, I go to the woods alone, with not a single
friend, for they are all smilers and talkers and therefore
unsuitable.

I don’t really want to be witnessed talking to the catbirds
or hugging the old black oak tree. I have my way of
praying, as you no doubt have yours.

Besides, when I am alone I can become invisible. I can sit
on the top of a dune as motionless as an uprise of weeds,
until the foxes run by unconcerned. I can hear the almost
unhearable sound of the roses singing.

If you have ever gone to the woods with me, I must love
you very much.

… bloodroot!

September Yellows

Septembers in Western North Carolina are beautiful. The days are still warm, but they seem to get a bit shorter and the nights cool off significantly. These shots were taken at my favorite place in the world, the valley below Sam’s Knob, located in Shining Rock Wilderness area. I found plenty of lovely yellows with my Fuji XT30 and the Laowa 65mm macro lens.


Here are some other fun shots from that day, too.


We went back to another favorite area just above Sam’s Knob a few weeks later. Here are some more September yellows from Black Balsam Knob.