“It’s spring fever. That is what the name of it is. And when you’ve got it, you want—oh, you don’t quite know what it is you do want, but it just fairly makes your heart ache, you want it so!”
― Mark Twain
Spring fever, that must be it. I spent this past Sunday, hiking some 14 miles, visiting all my favourite trails, seeking out the diversity of fresh wildflowers and foliage. It’s like the whole world around me suddenly bursting forth with life.
Each area is slightly varied, some low areas abound with life, ferns quite advanced in their growth, yet others, a bit higher in elevation, or in the shade, are delayed, with modest growth, still tucked under their blanket of dull brown leaves.
It was one of the warmer patches, along a hillside, bathed in sun, that produced this wonderful Ontario spring scene. A vast patch of mature trilliums, with their bright white faces and golden centres, shing to greet me. It felt like a wave of spring, flowing towards me. Thus the title, “Trillium Crest”.
Tamron 70-200 mm f/2.8 @ 170 mm
1/320 sec, f/9.0, ISO 200