Every new flower's my favorite for a while... so bear with me here. Turkey Beard is a characteristic Pine Barrens plant and, according to all my books, quite common and easy to find.
The knowing where to look is key, apparently.
Mostly I just wander on my own when I go there; a precarious thing considering my poor sense of direction and how easily one might get lost among the intersecting sand roads. My always-turn-right strategy has served me well enough so far, but one of these days...
It must be the strange, hard-won beauty of the place that captivates and distracts me so... the craggy pines and impenetrable scrub that holds the promise of something new at every visit. I don't always find something new, of course, some days I just wander aimlessly and get eaten alive by skeeters and deer flies. Or practically freeze to death in the winter. Those things are pretty fun, too, when done in the spirit of exploration.
"There is something grand, charming and desirable in this vaguely despised country... the sand, the pines... it is Nature stark naked." --Phillip Vickers Fithian, a Revolutionary War chaplain
4 days ago