On this occasion, it was still morning when I visited the swamp: cooler temps and prettier light quality than my usual afternoon forays. And the critters were more active, too. Several kinds of butterflies were working the blue flower- spikes of pickerelweed. Hurricane damage thinned the tree canopy allowing more light to the forest floor. Now the trails are narrow corridors, walled by rank growth of weeds, brush, and vines.
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