Unfurling Ferns
Victoria Beyer
Everywhere you look in Pennsylvania there are dainty little ferns unfurling in May.
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The photography blog of Victoria Bennett Beyer, featuring travel photographs from road trips across America and botanical photography of plants, flowers and leaves.
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Everywhere you look in Pennsylvania there are dainty little ferns unfurling in May.
This morning we woke to ice. Well, more specifically, we woke to the sound of our electronics beeping, because the power had gone out. Thankfully, it was restored before long, and we have been warm and snug all day.
Here's an old shot - taken from the bridge at Kinzua State Park here in Pennyslvania. This place is worth a visit in any season. There's a museum that tells the story of the railroad bridge that used to span the gorge, but was destroyed by a tornado. There is now an overhang built in the same spot, and the view is incredible.
I loved how the light was beginning to shine through the trees at this location during a morning shoot at the Wind River Photographers’ Retreat this summer near Dubois, Wyoming. The air in this image is a little hazy with smoke from wildfires in California and Oregon.
This pregnant red squirrel was doing all sorts of acrobatics while eating beside our campsite.
The sunlight seemed to pour in through the trees the day we visited the Hoh Rainforest. We hiked the two loops nearest the visitor's center, and both were just gorgeous.
I've been waiting for decades to visit the rainy, perpetually overcast Washington rainforest that I've seen over and over again in film and photo. But when we got there, it was lit with golden sun and there was nary a trace of the atmospheric gloom I was expecting.