Down by
the farmers' fields, the birds were singing full force and the
dandelions and nettles were rising up out of the ground as only Springtime
plants can.
So we set out for the flood plain lands under the tall older trees, off from the fields and the sunbaked dirt road.
Beneath the towering trees and their tiny emerging leaves were thousands of small ferns pushing up from beneath the thick silt and leaf bed, the prehistoric Horsetail stalks littering the swamps with their bright green colors.
Soon enough, the land will be filled with soft tall ferns and their intricate fronds, as the season progresses and heats up and dries out.
We finished tromping about and exploring where someone slept , hunted or grazed, and made our way back into life. Past furiously blossoming trees,
So we set out for the flood plain lands under the tall older trees, off from the fields and the sunbaked dirt road.
Beneath the towering trees and their tiny emerging leaves were thousands of small ferns pushing up from beneath the thick silt and leaf bed, the prehistoric Horsetail stalks littering the swamps with their bright green colors.
Soon enough, the land will be filled with soft tall ferns and their intricate fronds, as the season progresses and heats up and dries out.
We finished tromping about and exploring where someone slept , hunted or grazed, and made our way back into life. Past furiously blossoming trees,
and
fluttering elegant catkins shimmering in the welcome sunlight.
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