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Nature School :: The Happy Place

If what the old, old timers used to say about the time after Midsummer is true, I can certainly understand it.  Even with our modern conveniences, nothing can ward off that feeling of mischief in the air that seems to take us by force as the days grow hotter, and just a little bit shorter.  Near the end of my rope (and still making more), I was trying to think of a place that woule please everyone--no grazing cattle, cool temperatures, plenty of room with no big cliffs.  Ahhhh, Whitetop.  It's so big that I can avoid the cliffs (also called the Cupcake Stand with Lemon Squeezer).

I feel better, just looking at the pictures.


It was in the mid-sixties and foggy, just perfect.
Folks come to these mountains and are disappointed by the frequent fog.
I just love it.

Wee Blackberries

I checked the blackberries.  Oh, they are tiny!

The Witch

At the end of July, we always think of Halloween.

Hanging the hats

It was even cool enough for hats, though they soon went to holding treasures.

The Cathedral

This spruce cathedral held the most magical campsite.
We're considering spending a night here, since I get the feeling these trees will soon give way to their children below them.

Moss in the Sun

Moss everywhere--a little bit of heaven.

Sunny Mushroom

And it's mushroom season, as well.
This is the prime time to find all kinds of variety.

The Grass House

Willow took to making these grass houses in the meadow outside the woods.
This one has a strawberry plant to feed the wee folk who might move in.

The Happy Place

The grass was so soft and inviting (and yes, tick checks, I know).

My Ring

Willow brough me a Queen Anne's lace ring.

Over in the Meadow

They were just so at peace here, so happy. I made sure we stayed until someone asked to go home. It was getting warmer and the fog was blowing out, but we had such a good time.


( 5 trees — Plant a Forest )
Jul. 28th, 2016 06:39 pm (UTC)
I'd love to live in that grass house!
I am obsessed with tics, I've had lyme's disease (well I guess I still do) and I am petrified one of the kids will get bitten. But what can you do but check them thorougly I guess
Jul. 29th, 2016 10:46 am (UTC)
We have gotten them in our own yard and on walks on paved streets around our town. We are covered up in deer around here. I've fence my yard with fishing ling (yes, the tiny plastic stuff) and that has kept the deer out and the ticks are less this year. Checking for ticks is part of the routine. When I worked in the actual forest where there was little grassland, they were never a problem.
Jul. 29th, 2016 03:01 am (UTC)
What a beautiful place! But I can't imagine what it must be like to live in a country where you always have to check for ticks - where children can't lie in the grass without their mothers fearing they'll get a debilitating illness. Besides that, though, just so beautiful.
Jul. 29th, 2016 10:48 am (UTC)
We didn't find any yesterday. I think it is the more domesticated or transitional spaces that have more ticks. The truly wild places don't seem to have them--I think the animals have more space to roam and the population is more balanced. Here in town, oh, they are a problem!
Aug. 14th, 2016 05:12 am (UTC)
Oh, this is such a beautiful post. I wish we could have been up on that mountain with you. That fog! Fog in the mountains is wonderful. I love Willow's grass house, and Queen Anne's Lace ring - and that hat! The Spruce Cathedral is lovely - I would be thinking about spending the night there, too. - Stacey
( 5 trees — Plant a Forest )

A Blessed Wilderness

It was just like being in heaven, being in there. In those days there was no road. The park was all a blessed wilderness. I have often thought what a wonderful people we would have been if we had wanted to keep it that way.

~Adolph Murie, biologist, on Denali


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