I know that I’m doing something I love when time fails to exist. This happens frequently in the woods. I follow a path and my attention is arrested by a flower, tree, or bird. On this walk I first noticed the wild plum flowers. When visiting the marsh marigolds along the river, I discovered this trillium. Its curling bud looks like it is resting in preparation for a big appearance! In the woods hours feel like minutes and tension is forgotten in the excitement of discovery!