In a Quiet Forest

amongst wildflowers and mosquitoes

Warmth settled around me in the days of early June, and little rain fell. Wildfires burned, nearby and across the country, so very early in the season, and the outlook felt rather bleak for the summer ahead.

The weather has since turned cooler, bringing showers and rain, and our forecast looks promising that it will remain this way for a few weeks. And so I welcomed the start of summer on the solstice out in the rain and under my favourite trees.

But today, we’ll return to those earlier days, the last ones of spring; to the sunshine, to the wildflowers and warm breezes of early June, to the swaying grasses and chirping sparrows.

The sun sits high and bright, painting the open meadowland in warmth and light. The mosquitoes here are held at bay, remaining in their shaded woodland, and so I meander slowly and peacefully.

I missed most of the dwarf roses this year, my timing slightly off, catching just a glimpse of one as it prepared to unfurl, but many other little treasures filled the void left by those delicately wrapped pink petals.

Stepping into the shadow of trees, I am bombarded with a carpet of white and green flowing out from my path. I feel as though I’ve stepped through a portal into a fairytale land, one where I can lay my head down amongst the wildflowers and forget about all my troubles.

Another treasure to be found, the starflower. Pristine whites and pastel purples grace their petals as they stand tall on a spindly stem, forever dancing on a gentle breeze, like a tiny, twirling ballerina of the forest.

I am soon swarmed by the pesky whine of a cloud of mosquitoes; I cannot linger long amidst these wonderful wildflowers. I enter into my own type of dance, one of flailing arms, flicking ponytail, and twitching fingers. All while trying to pause for long enough to capture these scenes, so that I can relive these special moments through my photographs without the biting nuisances.

I am successful, somewhat. I emerge from this excursion bitten and itchy, but proud of my efforts and bolstered, as always, by the quiet magic of the forest.

Thank you for wandering along the forest path with me today.

Until next time,

♡ Whitney

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