Yes, those who chose Nighthawk are correct. It was angry at me and Buddy for invading his territory and stopped here 15 feet from my truck, and calmly let me take the photos.
This was one of those magical Pine Barren nights for me. The glow stayed with me all day today. It often gets like that for me when I go out to some of these really wild and lonely areas. The memory of last night lingers and makes me long to go back.
This is a really wild area. You have to walk to get there. No roads in. It was in the burned area.
The green is growing back quickly.
It was nice to see a healthy stand of orange milkwort and rhynchospora alba. Nice contrast.
A remnant 'great' spung provided stark beauty for me.
I found the rare red milkwort here. First time for me; Asclepis rubra.
Carex collinsii against a burnt cedar.
The fire swept through here. All the cedar was killed in this grove. And yet, the bog is coming back nicely. Its like a wonderland back here for a guy like me. Nothing but the wind and greenery--a shady grove. Plenty of room to roam and explore freely.
This tree was unique. Look at the shaft of light and the color of the bark. I am a Christian, and this one moves me. I can't understand it or remember the light, but the photo does not lie.
Another shot of that Nighthawk.
Closer. You can see the white ring on his neck.
Farther away.
Homeward bound: