Peek-a-boo, I see you.

 

The Jack in the Pulpit spies the Trillium in a woods close, close to home!  Some wildflower whimsy for the letter P on ABC Wednesday. 
To peer at more P's, go to the blog:  ABC Wednesday.

A fairy hammock?

Two very dewy and sunny mornings in a row the meadow has been filled with the webs of spiders.  "It's been a hard night's work" for the little guys.  Now some would say that this is the work of the fairies and these are their hammocks and resting place for the day.  It certainly looks like one.

After the rain -- and before

Crabapple blossoms cover the ground and nestle in a small indentation in the rock (which we just dug up when planting some ferns under the tree).  Wind and rain this weekend have almost denuded all the trees that were blooming this week, especially the crabtrees and redbud.  The honeysuckle are taking over as bloomers for this week along with the hawthorne and, lest we forget, the dogwood who are in their glory days.

Viewed from the top of the bridge

You are looking at part of the structure of the Shelldrake Dam and the foot bridge that crosses over it in the Upper Peninsula of Michigan.   This dam and bridge were a part of a rustic (i.e., no modern plumbing) Michigan State Forest Campground until closed two years ago because of budget problems.

It was located just to the northwest of Paradise (see my Mighty Mac bridge photo on April 18) and southeast of Whitefish Point, off which the Edmund Fitzgerald sank in Lake Superior in November, 1975.  The "Fitz" was carrying taconite, low grade iron ore, from Superior, Wisconsin, for the steel mills of Detroit and Toledo when she sank just north of Whitefish Bay in the "gales of November;"  this tragedy of all lives lost was immortalized by Canadian folksinger Gordon Lightfoot.  For more of this story of the inland seas, go to the Great Lakes Shipwreck Museum.

For more bridges from around the world, visit Louis la Vache's Sunday Bridge Series

Small but standing tall

The woods where they thrive are full of trillium this year.  And I am equally obsessed with these triple- leaved beauties as I am with dogwoods.  The major difference is that the trillium are much more elusive.  Thus my pleasure with the woods full of them that I have found thanks to Beth and Leilani.  I ran into Leilani this photographic trip as she was hunting for mushrooms.  We all have our obsessions!