This is a byglbook-alert, premature since I have only read the first chapter of the featured book, but I have started down its path of poesy and prose and hope you will too. The book is On Trails by Robert Moor (not “Moop”, for George Costanza fans).
Robert Moor set out to hike the Appalachian Trail, Georgia to Maine, in 2009. He speaks of this and then from there starts to muse deeply on the idea of trails, of paths, in his words “a meditation upon trails.”
Is this a cross between the weird David Lynch genre and early Stephen King horror? No. I was meeting with an arborist extraordinaire earlier today and when we exhausted our arboricultural topics she showed me a picture of what she purported to be, scarlet campion.
I thought not – and for once was right – it was fire pink, Silene virginica. She encountered this great woodland wildflower with her husband Bill at Lake Hope State Park in southeast Ohio on Mother’s Day. It is unusual to see such brilliant red color in the spring and summer woods.