single photos Water Lily Faery

A hopeful reunion with this caretaker of the summer swamps is what endures the frogs and other inhabitants during the at times cruel hibernation of winter. Not being of hardened stock to withstand the cutting winds of a winters night, she flies south with the hummingbirds as the cold clutches the land.

Even us less affected human folk in the seasonal North eventually look forward to the spring equinox and the chapter of rejuvenation of life it brings to the land. The unexplained sparkle of light that appears in the corner of our eyes during a spring bog hike could likely be the faery dust she leaves behind in flight upon return to the land.