Mother's Day in the Woods

After another night of frosts, Mother's Day dawned warm and sunny.  The girls and I donned our masks and ventured out to the nursery -  the first outing the girls have been on for many, many weeks.  We arrived fairly early, and luckily there were not too many other folks there, but by the time we hade made our selections of annuals, herbs and plants for the garden, it was starting to get busy.

We all went for a hike in the afternoon.  J and L led us down the hill to an area they had been exploring recently and where I had never been. 

 It was gorgeous - mossy and shaded, with a tiny stream running through steep walls.

 

The clearings were studded with wildflowers, and we finally chanced upon the elusive Trilium, that I had been searching for in vain this spring.

I slid down the bank at one point, and landed on my knees on sharp rocks in the stream (which I paid for the next day.)  L too slipped into the mud, but it was overall a lovely expedition, and allowed me to forget about COVID for several hours (which is glorious in its own right.)

JP ordered dinner from Bob Evans and picked it up so that I didn't have to cook. 

I hope that all of you Mothers had an equally wonderful Mother's Day!