I first posed them at home so I wouldn't have to think too hard out in the field.
The room turns into a total dump with all the things I had to get out....
Looking at them from another angle....
We have to carry everything from the car, along the trail, over the bridge high over Petticoat Creek, and along the cliff tops into the Conservation area. There's a section at the edge of the woods there, where the scillas have naturalized, and bloom in a giant blue carpet every spring.
I chose a section under the sumacs, where there aren't too many dog-strangling vines. I brought along an old blanket to sit on, since it's been raining a lot lately, and the ground isn't dry.