While on the mountain last weekend I noticed the Yellow Orchids were close to opening. They appear quickly and disappear just as quickly. Willow and I made a quick trip this evening and there they were, near a spring on a slope.
Willow dipped her paws in the soft ground.
The Yellow Orchid is rare around here. We used to run pictures of them in the newspaper, but never disclosed the location they were found. Once they are picked they disappear.
The flower nurtures the roots, the pods spread seeds, the seeds have to land on the right kind of moss, the moisture and decay has to be just right, sometimes they take several years to germinate. It is a miracle the wild orchid exists at all.
That’s the thing about life. Regardless of the obstacles, it not only endures, but flourishes.
When Willow got back in the truck, after tramping through the creek bottom, she smelled like fishy mud. And she still does.
Palliser Pass 
Carol A. Hand
Such wisdom and beauty, Bob. Thank you for such a peaceful, lovely way to greet the morning. ❤
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underswansea
Hi Carol, so happy you stopped by and commented. Thank you. Take care friend.
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Maia
This is so gentle and touching 🙂
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underswansea
Thanks for stopping by and commenting! Take care.
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Jim R
Very nice.
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underswansea
Hi Jim, it is always nice looking for orchids. Thanks for stopping by.
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philandjane
Ahhh … the smell of wet dog. There’s nothing like it!
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underswansea
Ha ha ha! Yes there is nothing quite like it. Thanks for stopping by.
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Julie@frogpondfarm
These are simply beautiful … I can imagine cutting them changes everything. Best left alone and their beauty enjoyed just where they are!
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underswansea
Hi Julie, thanks for your comment. Cutting wild orchids is a no no. They are protected in many parts of the world. Take care.
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Julie@frogpondfarm
That’s good to hear Bob!
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