Another dip in temperatures with rain in the Western Upper Peninsula, where a real Spring has been as elusive as a Sasquatch The Bloodroots (Sanguinaria canadensis - indigenous spring wildflower) were destroyed by the snow on Sunday before I could photograph them in the studio. Will be working with some Grape Hyacinth this evening, which managed to endure the snow and slush without harm. Regardless of the cool temperatures, unfortunately, the black files have hatched and required an ample layer of bug dope last evening while working in the garden. I learned the first year up here that backpacking was off until July, due to both the black flies and wood ticks….two of the least desirable inhabitants of the Northwoods.
“Find what you love and let it kill you. “ Charles Bukowski