Category Archives: flora

Canada Violet

photograph of a Canada Violet growing in Shenandoah National Park, Virginia, USA

Canada Violet

This Canada Violet was growing along a hiking trail in Shenandoah National Park when I was there last May.

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Daisy Fleabane

macro photograph of Daisy Fleabane growing in Shenandoah National Park, Virginia, USA

Daisy Fleabane

This daisy fleabane was blooming along a hiking trail in Shenandoah National Park at the end of May.

Knowing “bane” loosely means something that is hated by or makes something’s existence more difficult, I thought fleabane was an interesting name for a wildflower so I looked it up.  Folklore has it these plants can be dried and used to keep fleas away.  That explains the name.


Blackberry Blossoms

photograph of wild blackberry blossoms in Shenandoah National Park, Virginia, USA

Blackberry Blossoms

The bees in Shenandoah National Park were busy pollinating blackberry blossoms growing along the Dark Hollow Falls trail when I was last there.


Weekly Photo Challenge – On The Way

 Island Of Wildflowers

photograph of a rocky outcropping in a stream, covered with wildflowers in Shenandoah National Park, Virginia, USA

On the way to Dark Hollow Falls, in Shenandoah National Park, I noticed this tiny “island” of wildflowers and moss growing in the stream.

If you click on the image you can see a much larger version of it.


VMFA Water Lilies

photograph of water lilies at the Virginia Museum of Fine Art

The water lilies were in full bloom at the Virginia Museum Of Fine Arts (VMFA) on Mother’s Day.


Inside The Sycamore

black and white photograph of the texture inside a hole in a sycamore tree

From the other side this sycamore looks solid and nearly invincible.  When walking around it you quickly discover there’s a gap at least 5 feet in length, exposing the inside of the tree.


Among The White Giants

photograph of white sycamore trees stretching up into the blue sky

On a bright, warm winter day I found myself in the company of white giants reaching for the deep blue sky.  It was about 60 degrees fahrenheit but the naked sycamores and the hard light reminded me not to get used to the weather.