Big Run Bog, Part 2

Big Run Bog

 

After driving through the town of Thomas, WV, we took a forest road leading up to he Olson Observation Tower. I'd read that originally Big Run Bog was called the Olson Bog, so again, a trail from the tower to the bog was possible. The gravel road was in better condition than the road at Dolly Sods, as it climbed up steadily through the dense forest I could catch glimpses through the trees of the drop down to the valley. We were probably at around 3500 feet altitude.

The only trail near the Olson Tower was the Allegheny Trail, traversing  thickets of Rhododendrons (R. maximum I presume, from the large leaves.) that didn't seem very promising, so we turned around and tried another road--the sign indicated this was the road to Big Run Falls. About a mile or two in, the road became impassable--huge deep pools of water and rocks, and we were afraid we'd get the car stuck there. It was tough turning around with so little room, with ditches dropping off to either side, but my friend managed to do it. 

Path in the woods led to the bog

We debated whether to try walking up the road to the falls, but it was getting to be late afternoon, and we wanted to be able to get home before dark, so we backtracked down to the main road. Along the way, my friend decided to stop at a one-car pullout to take a leak in the woods. Coming back she said, "There's a trail down there, and I can see open space behind those trees. Could that be where the bog is?" It was worth a look, so I got out and followed her down the path. 

Lovely, rich woods-- a clump of tiny golden mushrooms at the base of a tree caught my eye. Likely very young honey mushrooms

Mushrooms at the base of a tree

The path was short and opened up to a wide grassy expanse--Eureka! Here was what we'd been looking for: Big Run Bog!

Cotton grass in Big Run Bog

There was no boardwalk, and the ground was very soggy--we sank a few inches with each footstep, trying not to get in above our ankles. The ground was carpeted with cranberries laden with fruit and purple pitcher plants. Ferns in their autumn gold and clumps of Rhododendrons dotted the expanse. Who knew that Rhododendrons could live with wet feet? I'd always thought they needed good drainage, but they seemed to be flourishing here.

Cranberries

Purple Pitcher plants, cranberries, and wild strawberries

We didn't go very far into the bog, although we could guess from the tree line at the horizon that a stream or body of water must run somewhere along the farther edge. The ground was so squishy, we settled for taking photos and picking some of the cranberries. The plant diversity here was not as profuse as at the wetlands, though I'm sure we would have identified more had we continued farther in. I'd wanted to see some of the Bottlebrush Gentians that are reported to be found here, but there were none where we were.

Clump of purple pitchers with one old flowering stalk

Ferns turning gold

Details of the Pitcher plants

Time was marching on, so we turned around and headed back to Thomas. There was an interesting row of small stores along the road, and we stopped to see if there was someplace we could get some hot tea, but only one store was open, and it was not a cafe. It had some charming seasonal decorations with lots of pumpkins--I couldn't resist taking a few shots.

Store front in Thomas, WV

Detail of the fall decorations.

The drive back was uneventful, except for some rain. What a way to spend one's birthday, another great adventure in wild, wonderful West Virginia! Can't wait to get back there again soon.

October 2026 Bloom Day

Aromatic asters and Muhly grass

 

It's October the 15th, Bloom Day, hosted by Carol Michel's May Dreams Gardens blog. I'm writing this a day earlier because I'd planned to hike in WV with a friend today, but the weather predictions weren't good, so we postponed our hike. Happy Bloom Day, welcome to my garden!

The rains from tropical storm Isaias last weekend brought almost three and a half inches to our area, and very welcome it was. As usual, the rain brings out wonders in my garden; let's take a look.

The Aromatic asters (Symphyotrichum oblongifolium) I planted in Herb's bed in the spring have opened just in time for this post, as well as the Muhly grass with the big plumes--I believe this variety is called 'Flamingo.' Anyway, it's a beautiful combination. The insects love these autumn flowers!

Aromatic asters and Muhly grass

Herb's bed in October

Herb's bed with red Salvia

The pink Chrysanthemums near the veggie pagoda are starting to open, the red ones are farther behind in opening. I couldn't resist buying a couple more potted mums that were on sale at Lowes. I'll tuck those in somewhere after they finish blooming, for now they decorate the front walk.

Pink mums

Pink mums with grasses

Orange mum along the front walk

I spotted a few of the Crocus speciosus I planted last fall in the back bed, but the ones I planted some weeks ago in other beds haven't popped up yet. They have such lovely delicate flowers, I wish mine would multiply and cover large expanses... maybe someday.

Crocus speciosus

The leaves are showing more autumn color: the Redbud tree in the back yard turned yellow practically overnight, and my Yellowwood tree (Cladrastris kentuckea) is showing nice color.

Back yard with Redbud tree

Yellowwood tree on the west side

The west side looking down from the deck

In the same bed with the Yellowwood there are a few Shasta daisies--I should prune them back hard next spring to see if I can get denser blooms. The hydrangea's flowers turning rusty pink make a nice contrast with the foliage.

Shasta daisies

No ID hydrangea

Blanket Flower (Gaillardia 'Arizona Sunset') still blooming

Though not a flower, I bought this gorgeous ornamental cabbage at Oak Spring Garden's Rokeby Festival a couple of weeks ago with an eye towards turning it into a painting or colored pencil drawing--the colors are so fabulous! Ditto for the large Turk's Turban pumpkin sitting on my work table (our dining table) behind my drawing board. I wonder how I could combine them for one painting? Nah, that might be too much--each one is a worthy subject on its own. 

I need to get started on them right away, specially the pumpkin, it won't hold its color for too long. But I'm torn between working in my garden or painting, both need so much attention!

Ornamental cabbage

Turk's Turban pumpkin

That's about it for today, thanks for dropping by!

In Search of Big Run Bog, Part 1

Freeland Run in Canaan Valley National Wildlife Refuge

 

My friend had read about another high-altitude bog in West Virginia--Big Run Bog, and we wanted to explore it, so one morning back in late September (my birthday), we set out to find it. Google was of little help: they showed no location for it, but there was a Big Run Falls shown on their maps. We figured the bog had to be somewhere nearby.

The leaves were starting to turn in the WV highlands, making for a colorful drive along the way, although the day was cloudy and the colors subdued. Mist and fog wafted up from the valleys and mountains, looking like smoke. We reached the town of Davis, WV, not sure in which direction to proceed. My friend's husband had obtained some GPS information, and directed us to a location south of the town, past Blackwater Falls State Park, and there seemed to be a boardwalk there. We parked and started walking down the Freeland Boardwalk Trailhead.

Bracken Ferns along the boardwalk

The fall colors along the boardwalk were lovely, with several varieties of Goldenrod--there are so many species of Solidago that I couldn't venture to say how many or which, but Narrowleaf (Euthamia graminifolia), Zigzag (Solidago flexicaulis) and Canadian Goldenrod (Solidago canadensis) were three I could identify. Spent flowers of Boneset (Eupatorium perfoliatum), Bracken fern (Pteridium aquilinum) turning russet, and wild asters (Symphiotrichum racemosum) made for some beautiful arrays. Meadowsweet, elderberries and other shrubs were abundant.

Wild asters, Narrowleaf and Canadian Goldenrod

CanadaGoldenrod

Walking along the boardwalk I looked for cranberries, a classic bog plant, but saw none, nor any cotton grass. I guessed that this was actually a wetland, not a bog, and therefore, not the Big Run Bog we were looking for. Still, it was a lovely place full of interesting plants. A spring-fed stream, Freeland Run, was visible in places from the boardwalk, and an old beaver dam had left a pond of sorts.

Around a bend, we spied small spikes of white flowers that turned out to be Nodding Ladies Tresses orchids (Spiranthes cernua) in the distance. A wonderful, unexpected find!

Nodding Ladies Tresses orchid

Nodding Ladies Tresses orchids

Signs said that the Canaan fir, native of this area, was in danger due to the Wooly Aldegid insect, and some of the trees looked to be affected, but they were attempting to restore the habitat by planting more fir saplings, protected from deer with wire cages.

Canaan fir (Abies balsamea var. phanerolepsis)

Lichens covered the dead branches of the Canaan firs and other stands of bare trees and shrubs.

Lichens on dead branches of Canaan fir

Here and there we saw the seedpods of Clematis vines, likely Clematis virginiana. And also, several strange-looking caterpillars with long hairs, which turned out to be Tussock Moth (Lymantriidae sp.) caterpillars. Those long hairs usually have stingers, so we didn't touch them.

Virgin's Bower seed pods (Clematis virginiana)

 

Tussock Moth caterpillar

Boneset, goldenrod and asters

I really enjoyed the rich wetland from the comfort of the well-kept boardwalk, and have so many ideas for paintings from these photos, it may take me years to do some of them. But, this definitely wasn't the Big Run Bog we'd set out to find. We took off again in search of it, heading north on Rte 32 towards Thomas.

To be continued in Part 2.

October Country

Muhly grass

We're entering October Country, when the seasonal changes become more dramatic in the garden. I named this post after Ray Bradbury's classic "October Country" a collection of sci-fi short stories with a weird, ominous feel... I read it some fifty years ago, but I still remember some of them despite the years! When I first met my husband, a sci-fi fan, he introduced me to his library of favorite books, wanting me to learn about a genre that I'd never seriously considered before.

In my garden, the changes in foliage begin showing up in late summer with the dogwood turning bronze, then gradually red, then the maple 'Autumn Blaze' starts to turn red. Clear cloudless skies dominate while the summer flowers in pots and beds are still hanging on. My front porch baskets look particularly full this year towards the end of the season-- probably the best in years-- just before the first frost cuts them down, such a shame! But to everything there is a season.

Along the front walk, with dogwood tree.

Maple 'Autumn Blaze'

Front porch hanging basket

My thermometer marked 37 degrees yesterday morning, signaling that it's time to start bringing in my tender tropical  plants in pots. This is the time for me to get a lot of work done in the garden, fertilizing, mulching, weeding, planting new bulbs, etc. I wish I could afford to hire an extra hand to help, I hardly have time to enjoy fall flowers as the asters and mums begin their display. 

The plumes of the Muhly grass begin to unfurl their airy pink flowers, looking lovely in the late afternoon light. The perennial red Salvia is blooming profusely, and the last of the migrating hummingbirds came by a few days ago to sip its nectar. That may be the last hummingbird we'll see this year.

The path in Herb's bed.

The veggie pagoda from the deck

I finally took down the Blue Lake green beans that had grown to the top of the veggie enclosure, to make room for some lettuce and spinach. Next, I'll be harvesting some of the Jerusalem artichokes, or sunchokes, as some call them.

I love the little wild aster plant growing along the path. I was amazed to see how many bees and wasps were foraging on the flowers! I managed to capture just a fraction on the action in this shot with a little skipper butterfly and a bumblebee.

Skipper butterfly and bumblebee on wild asters.

The Nasturtiums are blooming their heads off in the basket on the back deck, and the other plants back there still look fairly decent considering the late season.

Nasturtiums

Plant stand on the back deck in October

My variegated black cotton plant never developed much variegation, but my friend's did, and she loaned me hers so I could do a sketch of it in my new botanical sketchbook. Here's a shot of the almost finished sketch.

Variegated Black Cotton watercolor sketch on Bockingford paper.

Another sketch, in colored pencils, of a Miniwarts pumpkin.

Miniwarts pumpkin in colored pencils on Bristol 300 Vellum finish paper, 14" x 11"

Yesterday our Plein Aire painting group went out to paint at the farm of one of our friends, and this is my sketch from it. This farm is in Rappahannock County, the next county from mine, and the mountain behind is in Shenandoah National Park, where the Bear Wallow Overlook on Skyline Drive is. I'll have to stop and take a look the next time I'm up there, to see if I can spot Donna's farm below.

Persimmon Springs Farm, plein aire watercolor, 14" x 10"

I have another colorful pumpkin I bought for painting, but haven't had a chance to start on that one yet. I hope to have some time next week for it. Next week on the 15th will be October Bloom Day--tune in for Bloom Day.