Between seasons

This is the season that we love to go out to Michigan.  In the woods over the next six weeks, the tiniest forest plants put on their thrilling pageant, blooming alone or in great patches until the trees overshadow them with canopies of leaves.

Yesterday the temperature was forecast to hit seventy.  My party decided to head for the Warren Dunes, where we would walk an ascending forest trail and then detour to the top of one of the tallest dunes.  Would we see the earliest flowers of spring?  As we set out, it appeared unlikely, but in the higher reaches of the sleeping forest, we found evidence of the season at hand.

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