It was a hot afternoon for a five-mile hike, but shady spots down in the woods had beauty to reveal. Debra and I found our way over the rock, past the caves, down the creek, around the pond, through the canebrake, and back up the ridge to the rock again. Every place we looked was overflowing with life. There were spider webs, some ripe muscadines, baby toads, red blackgum leaves, and Barred Owls calling like a jungle full of monkeys. There was a gulf fritillary lingering at our feet and a Yellow-billed Cuckoo that posed between feedings. And plenty more. Most of these photos are Debra’s.
If you’re ever in the area, this is a good place to take your time. Let me know if you need directions or a guide.
