The canopy of the forest has filled in. I didn’t realize how dark the woods were until I saw the ray of sunlight, stronger than a searchlight, on an azalea, flame red. A burning bush, or so it seemed.
The famous story is in the biblical book of Exodus. The writer of the gospel of Mark says that Jesus referred to it by quoting Moses “at the bush.” No long explanation. No complex citation. Just three words. Everyone knew that story. A couple of thousand years later, it still comes to mind in a moment of astonishment.
Among the other wonders in the woods:
• At a 6-foot pool in one of the burns coming off the mountain, flies were hatching. They were flying off the surface by the hundreds, but I couldn’t identify them. A lot of the 150,000 species in order Diptera are aquatic in their larval stage.
• Spiderworts, in genus Tradescantia, are blooming. The ones we saw were purple.
• A yearling doe, unafraid, grazed within 25 feet of us.
• Sources: For the biblical stories, see Exodus 3 and Mark 12:26.
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