This has been a wonderful season for pink wintergreen. More than I recall from past years.
Their stems grace the forest floor with dainty blooms of deep pink, half hidden among other plants.
I thought them nearly over. The ones near home are slowly making seed and looking rather woebegone. Yesterday, trekking further into the trees, proved me wrong.
Wandering through rain-damp woods I counted two dozen or more. Vivid. Shining. Brand-spanking new.
A make-my-day moment.
Common pink wintergreen Pyrola asarifolia