WEEK FORTY: FERNS

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Ferns have always been among my most beloved woodland finds.  They’re so elegantly organized, each frond curving politely out of the way of the one below.  In drifts, they can transform a dark wood into a golden parlor, sunbeams bouncing off that emerald carpet, softer than shag, and back up into the canopy above.

A few years ago, I happened upon an exhibition print of “Ferns, Mount Rainier National Park” by Ansel Adams.  I knew then that I had to make my own fern image, one that does it justice.  I’m getting there.