Desiree and I found ourselves in an area of the forest charred by wildfire last year. For the few months following a fire, such landscapes are otherworldly and seemingly derived almost entirely from India ink. But provided with moisture from winter’s snow and spring rain, green returns to the scorched landscape.
In some places,
the green emerges in fits and starts.
Maybe a flag of green will appear here and a tuft of something
there. But in other places, the green blares
forth in a bigger way.
I am posting
photographs of patch of false hellebore we encounter while exploring a section
of the fire-darkened forest.
Big Green, that.
Desiree
Walking Through the Blackened Landscape
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False
Hellebore
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False
Hellebore
—Mitchell
Hegman
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