Blake and I decided to go on a date hike tonight (if you have to ask, you don’t get enough nature).
Blake and I decided to go on a date hike tonight (if you have to ask, you don’t get enough nature). Due to the oppressive, muggy weather, we stayed close to home and hiked the main trail along the reservoir at White Park, about a mile from downtown Morgantown. The trail skirts a beautiful marsh on the east side of the reservoir, where the rose mallow (Hibiscus moscheutos) is now in bloom - what a glorious wetlands perennial this is, especially when the plants clump together and produce a range of white, pink, and rose flowers.Footnote: Blake can smell a smoking blunt or joint from three miles away with a sinus infection. After we reached the spillway (lower photo), he insisted he could smell weed. The only thing I could smell was musty swamp water. I told him he was imagining things. Sure enough, as we ascended the hill above the spillway, he pointed out a lone cannabisseur tucked away in a rock alcove achieving spiritual oneness with the cascading water. I will never question his nose again. -- source link
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