Hello!
It’s your friendly TA. As you may have guessed, this Monday was my second trip to Brown’s Bog. As you also may have guessed, the scenery was very different this time around. Visually, the bog looked like an alien planet. Not just from how it was before, but also in general.
The ferns, once buoyant and vibrant, had turned orange and curled in on themselves. They looked like the strangest insects. The pitcher plants, once hidden among so many tall plants, are standing proudly above the rest. The star moss, which I barely noticed before, is a collection of strange bright green bursts against all of the dead plants.
While walking down the boardwalk, I expected to fend off all of those plants, the ferns and poison sumac, but instead I was free to look around and see for yards and yards. Some would call the scenery depressing but I found it fascinating. In the dreary grey weather, every muted color popped. It felt special. I pictured how this setting would be a great place to film a scene for a movie. The atmosphere adds so sense of suspense and mystery.
In a way, the bog felt more alive. The ground was a character in and of itself. It was responding dramatically to every footprint, painting mud onto my shoes. I was thrilled. I love mud. And I love overcast weather. I’m happy to say that Brown’s Bog in Spring now has a special place in my heart.