My Sunday morning in the woods offers this:

A winged bouquet of maple fruits, fallen from trees

Green buds on young branches shimmering in front of the river

The tight green leaf wrap of the first lady slipper

In the brook, the beaded, sensitive fern with its spring fronds.

The sun lighting a boulder, submerged, in the swollen bank of the river.

All photos and text copyright Kelly DuMar 2017