We stop in the woods at the side of the bike trail, to visit the Massawippi River.

And, look! So many things to see.

What else can we find?

In this little sliver of heavenly woods— the greatest blooming of Indian Pipe that I have ever seen!

My camera cannot capture the masses and the expanse, for at a distance, they simply blend into the forest floor.

Closer and closer, to the limits of my camera. I cannot move in close enough.