Since riding is temporarily of the question for me*, Mr. M and I took a short drive Sunday to some nearby public hunting and fishing grounds, where we did a little exploring on foot.
The sky was grey with impending rain, but nearer ground level there were plenty of bright colours to be seen.
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These upthrusting leaves remind me of shuttlecocks:
An old tree trunk is frilled with mushrooms:
On the ground under an oak tree lie remnants of autumn past...
...while the branches above are bursting into rosy life:
Wild grasses, still buff-coloured, are another reminder of autumn...
...but the trail is green under greening trees.
Old blossoms hover over new vine leaves:
Grey branches reach up to the grey sky:
More miracles of spring, rosy and green:
A field next to the trail is vividly emerald:
Sticky leaf buds glow like fairy lights on branch tips:
And all the evergreens are putting out new needles:
Like a fashion show ending with a wedding dress, our walk ends with a glimpse of woodland white. Near the end of the trail a serviceberry blooms, bridal and delicately lovely:
A good walk on a cloudy spring Sunday.
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*Many thanks to all who expressed kind wishes for my recovery after I was hit by a car while riding last week. The pain is much better, though the bruises remain very tender and colourful, and I hope to get the stitches out in a few days. I've been struggling with fatigue, and sleeping much more than normal, but that is also improving slowly. The next big steps will be getting back on the bike, and dealing with the driver's insurance company. (Not sure which will be harder!)
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