Comes in an unexpected place for some - a kettle bog. This one is called Ponemah bog; the name was taken from Longfellow's poem Hiawatha. The whole sanctuary is 75 acres and is still an Audubon property I think. The pond has been shrinking for 6000 years or so since it has no more inflow. The peat moss matting holds a lot of moisture for other plants including bog laurel, rhodora, blueberries, black spruce, sundew, pitcher plants and bog cotton.
I love this little spot even though you can't step off the boardwalks and that makes for challenging compositions. I went out for sunrise the other day and hung out with like 300 geese. Amazing time.
Before the sun crested -
After (and before the clouds covered the sun)
A detail of some color - I loved the little pine trees with their changing needles -
I didn't get any shots of the geese or the pond itself because they were putting in new boardwalk and I couldn't get to the viewing platforms. Maybe in a week or so I can.
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