I only have time for a quick post, so I’ll list what I found… Continue reading
Six days since I had been up to The Pocket. The rain broke during church, so after the church lunch I headed down to check out the wildflowers. The Spring Beauty is currently the dominant flower in terms of number in bloom; they are everywhere. Continue reading
Cindy wasn’t able to get down to The Pocket on Saturday, and suggested that we might go down there today. With the change to daylight savings time, we had an extra hour of daylight, so shortly after 5 pm we headed down. It was another great day for the wildflowers of The Pocket.
Sydney and I went over to the Blue Hole on the east side of Pigeon Mountain today. I’d been there about 10 or 11 years ago, but hadn’t been back. I’d seen some references on the Internet that the only known Twinleaf population in Georgia was in the area, and I hoped to stumble onto it. The wildflowers on that side of the mountain, however, are well behind those on the west side at The Pocket, so after an enjoyable couple of small hikes – where we did see some toothwort blooming – we headed across the mountain to The Pocket. Jackpot! Continue reading
It was COLD – 39 degrees – and WINDY. Sunday afternoon, a bit of snow in the morning.
For some reason, my invitees for another trip to The Pocket all declined. Too bad. I thought it would be a quick trip down there, but I found myself lingering. I didn’t find any plants blooming that I hadn’t at least seen buds on previously, but there were still many opportunities for photographs.
I was able to hold off for five days before I succumbed to the call of The Pocket. This time I enjoyed the company of Joseph, who was a great companion, and seemed to really enjoy seeing and learning a bit about the wildflowers, as well as the opportunity to try to track down and capture some water striders. Continue reading
Friday the 13th; it had been a warm week, so I wanted to see how things were developing at The Pocket, so Cindy and I made the trip down there. Many more fresh leaves that I recognized had sprung up, and the Toothworts now wore more than just buds. Continue reading