As spring slowly approaches, I am finding myself drawn to the ditch at the Hutcheson Ferry end of Piney Woods Church Road. Every visit, I am rewarded by the sighting of another new wildflower to photograph. There is a catch, though: none of the flowers is showy (henbit being perhaps the most dramatic of the bunch, with its flashy, orchid-like blooms), and all of them are minute, with flower heads a few millimeters across. These flowers belong to a group known as the ruderals: wildflowers of waste places (such as roadside ditches). They are nearly all non-natives. Hoary bittercress, for example, hails from Europe, and is common throughout the eastern United States. Of course, unless one is prone to kneeling on the lawn in late winter armed with a magnifying lens, the flower might an unfamiliar one. In this photograph, the blooms are surrounded by long, narrow seed pods, called siliques, which will ripen and then pop open upon being touched, sending a new crop of seeds on their journey. Later in the season, this annual will develop a basal rosette of pinnately lobed leaves; despite “bittercress” in the name, the leaves are edible raw or cooked.
I turned the corner onto Piney Woods Church Road this afternoon to be greeted by the first orb web I have seen this season. The minute spider was resting near the center of her construction. There were some imperfections in the web’s symmetry; but then again, the young spider, like this photographer, is a novice at her craft.
Two months have passed since this project began, and I am finding joy in every visit to Piney Woods Church Road. Spring is arriving, and every day, new discoveries await.
For weeks I have been trying to photograph robins along Piney Woods Church Road, since they seem to be abundant there this time of year. I picture the American robin as the ultimate suburban bird, equivalent to the urban street pigeon. So while they seem to be everywhere, it has also been difficult to photograph them in a way that does not leave them looking nondescript and, well, uninteresting. Finally, this image of a robin on a wooden fence works for me. Perhaps it is because this particular robin seems to be taking an interest in the photographer, in turn.
After a marvelous day-long composition workshop with Kathryn Kolb last weekend, I have been thinking a great deal about geometry and nature. I have begun exploring the diverse colors and forms all around me on my Piney Woods Church Road walk. Water oak leaves in winter, with their vibrant splotches of green, orange, red, and brown, make fascinating subjects for the camera lens. Until today, I have always concentrated on entire leaves and clusters of leaves. This time, I zoomed the lens a bit further; The result is this image.
Late in the winter here in Chattahoochee Hills, henbit bursts into bloom, peppering the grassy verges with flecks of pinkish-purple. A member of the mint family whose original habitat is in Europe, western Asia and northern Africa, henbit has become common to roadsides across the United States. It seems ubiquitous on the untreated lawn, but its reign is short-lived. It appears as a harbinger of spring here in Georgia, then slowly fades away after the first day of spring.
Three red greenbrier leaves stand out vibrantly against the forest background on Piney Woods Church Road. After a cloudy spell, the late-day sun shone magnificently through the trees. Much though I eagerly embrace the spring, there is much beauty to the bare branches and lingering leaves of these late winter days.
In the woods along Piney Woods Church Road, the red maple trees are in bloom; gazing through the forest, I can see the red haze that marks their presence. A couple of young maples happen to grow along the road edge near Hutcheson Ferry Road, and their open blossoms betoken spring’s arrival, though the calendar (and the current weather forecast) would argue otherwise.
Spring is underway along Piney Woods Church Road. Late this afternoon, after taking many more photographs of the daffodils, I noticed that several of the shrubs along the roadside are coming into leaf. Winter has not yet relinquished its hold; by mid-week, temperatures are supposed to reach highs in the 40s and lower 50s and lows into the 20s. I worry about all of the spring growth — will it be able to endure the return to colder days?
I arrived at Piney Woods Church Road just after sunrise. I watched first light skim across the tops of the bare pecan trees along the roadside. And in a small pasture ditch, nestled between a power pole and a guy wire, the scene was mirrored in the water surface.