“My temple is the swamp… When I would recreate myself, I seek the darkest wood, the thickest and most impenetrable and to the citizen, most dismal, swamp. I enter a swamp as a sacred place, a sanctum sanctorum… I seemed to have reached a new world, so wild a place…far away from human society. What’s the need of visiting far-off mountains and bogs, if a half-hour’s walk will carry me into such wildness and novelty.”
― Henry David Thoreau
This beautiful, delicate wildflower is considered an ‘invasive species‘ in my native Ontario, and most of North America. It was, just like many other species, imported as an ornamental plant. But, with no natural predators and it’s extraordinary number of seeds, it escaped its domestic bonds and soon began to take over Ontario’s wetlands, choking out native species like cattail.
The image above if of a single stalk and loosestrife grows in tall clumps, colouring the wetlands bright magenta.
Tamron SP 70-200mm f/2.8 Di VC USD @ 160 mm
1/8 sec, f/22.0, ISO 200
High Resolution image on 500px: