On Memorial Day, we ran across some ripe blackberries in the woods around Stone Mountain. Most are still red, but some are ready to eat. It was only the stern warnings of the Wise Woman that prevented me from wading out into the briars.
A lot of the spring wildflowers are gone. But I love to see two little ones that people tend to overlook: slender yellow woodsorrel, Oxalis dillenii, and Venus’s looking-glass, Triodanis biflora. The looking-glass blossoms are purple.
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