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Mountain Laurels,
that is.
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Kinda weird to have “mountain”
laurels without mountains. We're lucky if high points in the county reach 20 feet above sea level! (We do
have pine/oak habitat along the north edge, so in this case I
guess vegetation trumps topography.)
Of course, I will also
once again give laurels to the Lensbaby System. It’s perfect; it’s just the
photographer who needs to learn to check the f-stop before hitting the shutter
button and record which lens she’s using for which shots…
I actually remembered to check the status of the flowering (a thought prompted by a friend in North Carolina's posted photo of blooming mountain laurel) and so I finished off a day of errands by driving up to Belleplain State Forest late in the afternoon last week. Had to play a bit of peek-a-boo with cloud cover, but I lucked out and hit what looked like mid-bloom.
I was a bit startled to discover (upon sticking my nose into one of those bouquets) that these flowers have, for all intents and purposes, no aroma whatsoever...