The Week in Pink Things
Until my next essay, about love, I bring you an interlude of moths and orchids.
DURING A JOURNEY to the woods and bogs of northern Vermont this week I made the acquaintance of pink: soft pink and hot pink, salmon pink and rose pink.
I went to the woods in search of a rare orange butterfly, and to bogs for an even rarer blue damselfly. No matter that I did not find them. During “Pink Season” here in the north I found refuge among moths and orchids.
And until I complete for you an essay, now in the works, about the nature of love and the love of nature, I offer you instead a gallery of those varied hues of rose. It begins above with Rosy Maple Moth (Dryocampa rubicunda), which now flies by night near most people living in the eastern United States. And trust me on this moth: that’s no combover, no matter how variable Rosy Maple Moth might appear. Here’s more of its variety coming to my moth light and sheet.
Next, below, a trio of orchids: Tuberous Grass-Pink (Calopogon tuberosa), Pink Lady’s Slipper (Cypripedium acaule) and Dragon’s Mouth (Arethusa bulbosa). (Okay, I lied: I did not actually encounter Dragon’s Mouth orchid this past week, but it is indeed flowering here in the north.)
