Pink Lady's-slipper
On my recent trip to The 'Dacks, the grounds with the cottage where I stayed had these growing just outside the door. There were a total of about 5. Plenty more in the actual woods both near and far.
I'll tell you, there is nothing in the world like stepping outside of your cottage and the first thing you smell are pines, the first thing you hear are singing Blackburnian Warblers, the first thing you feel is cool humidity and the first thing you see are wild orchids. Too bad I couldn't taste anything.
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"We must not look at goblin men,
We must not buy their fruits:
Who knows upon what soil they fed
Their hungry thirsty roots?"
Goblin Market
by Christina Georgina Rossetti
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