Come to the woods, for here is rest. There is no repose like that of the green deep woods.
~ John Muir
Yesterday M and I went to Pocomoke River State Park for a morning hike. The weather was perfect for hiking. Mostly sunny with puffy clouds streaming by, and the temperature in the mid-50’s. Today’s meander is really Sunday’s meander, but no matter. That’s the beauty of photography and blogging. We can time travel.
All the rain we’ve had over the past few weeks has painted the forest a green so green that I’m not sure there is a word for it. Verdurous works, I suppose, but there should be a word that means magical and green, lush and rich, fresh and leafy, all at the same time. Maybe the word I’m looking for is “enchanting.”
There were times as we were hiking that I thought for sure we’d see elves or fairies or maybe a hobbit or two on their way towards an adventure.
All forests are one . . . They are all echoes of the first forest that gave birth to Mystery when the world began.
~ Charles de Lint, Spiritwalk
It was a peaceful Sunday in the woods. Just M and I and whatever creatures were scampering, rustling, singing, calling, chirping, and living in the forest. The Milburn Landing Trail, which we started on, runs into the Algonquin Cross County Trail which wasn’t labeled on our map. We turned on to it anyway, just to see where it would lead us. The Algonquin Cross County Trail is a horseback riding trail, but there were no horses or riders out and about when we were there. No signs of them, either. Usually the trails get churned up by the horses during the spring months. It made me wonder if, like in NE Ohio, the trails are closed to horses during the wet spring months.
I had hoped there would be plenty of wildflowers in bloom. I’m not sure if we missed them or if they haven’t bloomed yet. Spring has been odd, some things blooming earlier than usual while others have been slowed down by the cold and rain.
There were two forests for every one you entered. There was the one you walked in, the physical echo, and then there was the one that was connected to all the other forests, with no consideration of distance, or time.
The forest primeval, remembered through the collective memory of every tree in the same way that people remembered myth- through the collective subconscious that Jung mapped, the shared mythic resonance that lay buried in every human mind. Legend and myth, all tangled in an alphabet of trees remembered, not always with understanding, but with wonder. With awe.
~ Charles de Lint, Spiritwalk
We hiked about three miles or so, taking our time. There was no need to hurry, no place else we needed to be although there were some afternoon plans to finish planting the vegetable plants in the garden so when we tired of walking and had made our way back to where we parked the car, we talked about stopping off at a local organic dairy on our way home for some ice cream to fortify us for the gardening work.
It was a much-needed excursion. The past month has included several highs and lows, and that can be wearing and wearying on a person. This walk in the woods helped us to regain our equilibrium as well as a sense of normality. It was healing, the way that forest bathing can be.
Thank you for joining me on another meander. Sunset this evening is at 8:08 PM. Join me on the dock and we’ll watch it from there. The sky is clear today so I don’t expect we’ll see much color, but that’s okay. I’m sure it will beautiful no matter what happens.
Be good, be kind, be loving. Just Be. 🙂
Today’s joys: Fresh air blowing through the trees and grasses; a pair of Eastern King Birds enjoying the perches in the front yard; waves and ripples on the water; time outdoors, weeding the garden and finishing the mowing; sunshine and blue skies.
What a lovely walk in the woods- feel refreshed after that! Love the pictures.
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Thank you, Marie. 🙂
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Definitely enchanting! I wouldn’t have been surprised if you had come across something magical that you couldn’t explain. Thank you for the meander. It’s not quite being there, but the next best thing.
I was taken by those Quaker ladies–and I wonder why they’re called that. They don’t seem plain to me. I think they’re lovely, but I guess they’re not splashy. 🙂
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You’re welcome, Merril, and thank you. 🙂 I read that they were called Quaker Ladies because the flowers resemble the hats that Quaker women used to wear.
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Oh. . . 🙂
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I’m on a coastal prairie and miss the woods. Your pictures are so welcome.
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So glad you like them, PhilosopherMouse. 🙂
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Hey Robin.
What a lovely walk. A couple of your woodsy photographs look like paintings.
Always a pleasure to hang out with you. 🙂
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Thank you so much, Mary. It is always a pleasure to hang out with you, too. 🙂
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A nice, peaceful walk. I wish I were more inclined to get in the car and visit new places to walk. I wish I was, but not enough to do anything about it, apparently. Sigh.
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Thank you, Carol. 🙂 Some days (weeks, months) are like that.
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‘Enchanting’ is the perfect word for it! Love your photos, the deep, dark forest paths beckoning, the tulip tree blossom, so fresh against the backdrop of last year’s brown leaves, bluets I adore. Nature is the great healer! (And ice cream doesn’t hurt, either! ;-D )
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Thank you so much, Eliza. 🙂 Nature is indeed a great healer. It’s amazing how a little time in the woods (or the meadows or the marshes or the beach) can turn things around. You’re right about the ice cream too. 😀
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Very nice walk. And what a lovely tree gift.
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Thank you, Beautywhizz. 🙂
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Your photos of the forest remind me of a “forest primeval” with all the dimmed light and greenery. I love the bluets and the one laurel bloom peeking through the bud.
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Thank you, Barb. 🙂
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Just beautiful. That first one reminds me of the trees outside the mansion we visited in OH, (can’t remember the name of it…was cofounders of Good year tire)…it had lines of trees leading away from each end of the house…beautiful. LOVE the horse photo. Love so many of these.
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Did you go to Stan Hywet Hall and Gardens, Dawn? That’s very near where I used to live (in NE Ohio). It’s such a beautiful place, inside and out. 🙂
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Enchanting IS the perfect word to describe your forest walk! Everything looks so green and lovely, Robin, beautiful photos!
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Thank you, Barbara. 🙂
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Enchanting indeed! It’s such a delight to take a bit of a meander through your woods. Your photos are magical – as is that extraordinary light-filled green of Spring.
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Thank you so much, Deborah. 🙂 The light is wonderful this time of year.
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The woods are a perfect place and a happy place for this crazy game we call life
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Yes, they are, RJ. 🙂
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I love nature I live in the woods it is awesome we see deer and turkeys all the time
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Sounds like an enchanting meander in the woods. I have been thinking lately about how all forests are so similar, yet also so different. Hope all is well with you, Robin.
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