Myrtle

My favorite woods run at the Branford Supply Ponds has a section of trail that's surrounded on both sides by acres of myrtle on the floor of the woods. I imagine somebody planted a little of it a long time ago and it just took off. Some combination of the mild winter and the early warmth brought out all the purple flowers at once. I was out for my run, and at the end, just as I stopped running and started walking for my warmdown, I found myself in the middle of this misty forest carpeted with purple flowers. It didn't seem quite real. So I posed the dogs and took a couple of pictures with my phone. Total luck that it came out so well.



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