We visited the mountains of New York for a few days last week where the temperatures were cool and the humidity much lower than here in Maryland. Our accomodations were a large lodge at the summit of a mountain in the clearing of a fern forest.
I wish Charlie had dug us some of those ferns for our woods.
The ferns make such a nice undergrowth that seems to take care of itself.
Maybe next visit we’ll remember to bring back some plants to start our own fern forest.
Oh, and speaking of remembering: Happy Birthday to my dear sister. Love you!
What chores do you remember too late?
Sidbar: No, my sister’s name is not Fern.