It just so happened that Kelly was in my neck of the woods this Sunday. Hip hip hooray! Lucky me. After a morning trail race full of shoe-sucking mud, puddles up to my knees, and endless rolling hills, I went off to the other side of town in search of Kelly. And I found her!
The plan was to go for a walk in one of the reservations in town, and we headed to my favorite, which has a winding boardwalk through a bog. I know you're probably reading this and thinking why would anyone ever want to go somewhere muddy, soggy, and potentially buggy. Well, it turns out bogs are beautiful, even in the rain.
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| Grow, little fern, grow! |
As the rain came down, we pulled our hoods up over our heads, and set out to explore (with the help of a readily available guide that was provided by the reservation). Despite leafless trees, drizzle and an overwhelming grey hue, the bog was full of life and some surprisingly vibrant colors. Technically, it is classified as a quaking bog which is comprised of a thick mat of vegetation floating over the water. This specific bog is home to insect-eating pitcher plants, white spruce, large amounts of skunk cabbage and even a small species of cranberry.
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| Skunk cabbage: I'm pretty sure this is actually an alien in disguise... |
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| FUN FACT: That strange yellow ball is called the spadix; the red/purple leaves that surround it and make up the pod is called the spathe. |
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