Spring is here technically but it’s still pretty chilly. Sunday I went out in search of signs of spring. The first spring green I found was the very healthy moss growing on the fire pit. It was spring green the color, but a very winter-y sort of growth.
From a distance there doesn’t seem to be much green in the woods.
Brrr: The first day of spring wasn’t green and bright.
Looking closer, I found a few brave leaves starting to emerge.
Still on my fern kick, this time it is the lowly bracken fern. I’ve always thought that the name was rather ugly for such an elegant, if common, plant.
I’ve had a fern obsession this past week. My maidenhair fern is getting new fronds, and it is fascinating to watch them emerge and unfurl. For perspective: the pine cone in the photo below, beside the baby, is about 3 inches long.
I took these pictures when I was in my first photography class. The assignment was to pay special attention to different kinds of light. These ferns were cast into shadow by midday light reflecting off of the grass.
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Monochromatic.”