Many of our favorite hiking spots have been closed off, though technically the trails are not, but roads accessing them and parking lots are. Several weeks ago, just into this current crisis, I lamented that a favorite section of the Appalachian Trail bordered by trilliums might not be accessible, and sure enough it isn’t unless my wife and I should find the energy to hike ten miles in, then out. But, there is no prohibition against getting out into the forest, so we do, and though we encounter more hikers than in the past, a handful of other hikers every hour hardly qualifies as a crowd. We have no problem keeping our distance.
While I am quite happy to leisurely stroll through the garden, nearby mountains beckon for a more strenuous workout, and a bit of inspiration. So, forced to look elsewhere, my wife and I stumbled upon a trail with many more trilliums (uncountable millions to my eye), and an amazing assortment of spring blooms. Early spring is the prime season for flowering trees and ephemerals in local forests, before the woody shrubs and the tree canopy blocks much of the sunlight, and along an otherwise very ordinary stretch of the Appalachian Trail the forest is carpeted by an abundance of blooms to rival any garden.