I’m joining Robin at Breezes at Dawn for her annual Walktober meme. Anyone who wants to share a seasonal walk is encouraged to join posting by Oct. 28. Click the link for details and watch for the round-up post at the end of the month to see where other folks have been walking. A beautiful way to armchair travel through October.
Walktober ’17 Hawley Bog
Hawley Bog – Autumn
For my fourth Walktober, I wanted to share a place that is very special to me. Hawley Bog, a 65-acre preserve in Hawley, MA, is one of the last examples of a high-altitude acid bog in New England. A fragile wetland with a floating mat of peat 30 feet thick over open water, it hosts rare plant species that thrive only in bog habitats, including many species of orchids, carnivorous bladderwort, sundew and pitcher plants.
Red maples
Even though I’ve lived here most of my life, I only just discovered this spot a few years ago and it has become a favorite. Desolate, remote and unspoiled, I am grateful that it has been preserved by a collaboration between The Nature Conservancy and the Five College Consortium, who use it as a teaching and research field site.
Hawley Bog with Tussock Sedge
Hawley bog boardwalk
Next to the small carpark, there is a kiosk with information about the bog and an aerial map of the short trail. While only half a mile or so round trip, I find this site sacred, a church of Nature if you will, and walk it meditatively, shinrin-roku style, immersing myself in this ancient wilderness. I can easily spend a couple of hours there.
Entering the forest, there is a hush and one can feel there is something indescribably different about this place. Red maple, birch and beech trees line the path. Pine, spruce and hemlock overhang ferny glades.
Narrow boardwalk
Hawley Bog boardwalk
A short way in there is another info board showing plants one might encounter and a sign-in box to let researchers track visitors. Once the boardwalk begins, because of the sensitive habitat, only two people are allowed per section.
Raven
Tussock cottonsedge (Eriophorum vaginatum)
Sympetrum vicinum (Meadowhawk)
The day I visited I had the place to myself, seeing only birds (migrating White-throated Sparrows, resident Chickadees, Juncos, Blue Jays and Ravens, which flew overhead calling out their distinctive ‘cronk’), as well as insects and plants.
Lichen-covered dead spruce
Tree skeleton-Hawley Bog
Stunted Spruce & Lichen
Bog rosemary, laurel, cranberry and winterberry thrive here. Out on the bog, the plants become stunted. Being at high altitude, the wind nearly always blows, making it quite frigid during the cool seasons and arctic conditions in winter.
Pitcher plant (Sarracenia)
Labrador-tea (Rhododendron groenlandicum)
Sphagnum moss
While I took hundreds of photos, I had to limit myself to these few. I hope you enjoyed this walk as much as I did!
This week is the fourth anniversary for Cathy at 
The props, a skeletonized sea fan, small shell and piece of sponge coral, were also beach finds. The wooden puzzle of a tropical fish was purchased on a different trip to Jamaica.
Wander over to Cathy’s to see what innovative arrangements gardeners all over the world have created this week.
I gathered the makings of this arrangement while walking along our trail by the river. As you can see in the background, most of the foliage has fallen from the trees and the garden is heading towards dormancy. Though the stalwart lamb’s ears and blood grass are still going strong.
Invasive Asian bittersweet (Celastrus orbiculatus) and European privet (Ligustrum vulgare) berries abound and continue to be spread in bird droppings, so I may as well enjoy their beauty before they get tossed for incineration. Red oak (Quercus rubra), Crocosmia foliage and Christmas fern (Polystichum acrostichoides) fronds were added to the mix placed in my Art Deco style tripod glass vase.
Thanks to Cathy at 
Just in time for Halloween, this gal built an elaborate nest in a small maple sapling. When I saw her she was just inches away from my face, causing me to jump back in surprise. “Oh! Hello there!” She didn’t seem bothered by my curiosity and photo-taking.
Eliza Waters 