These dainty Common Wood Sorrel (Oxalis montana) were growing right on top of boulders along the shore.
I don't know what this fungus is called, so I'll call it "Orange Popsicles." It was growing along a tiny stream next to where I hauled my canoe ashore to reach the trail up the mountain.
This has been my millipede summer, for sure. What a beauty! Just look at all those lovely yellow legs! I notice there's a fly on its back. I hope it's not going to parasitize this millipede like one I found earlier this year.
Beautiful Bunchberry (Cornus canadensis), like tiny dogwood shrubs, was growing in masses all along the trail.
Maple-leaved Viburnum (Viburnum acerifolium) had the prettiest pink flowers that glowed against the dark shade of the woods.
All r-i-i-i-ght!!! This is the one I came up here for. Dear little Twinflower (Linnaea borealis) was carpeting the forest floor where sunshine made it through the canopy. And after I found this patch, I found more growing along the lake shore, and even more along the road. Gosh! I could have spared myself the climb (Pant! Pant!). Except that then I would have missed this next treasure:
Here's another view of One-flowered Wintergreen, from waaay down where the millipedes crawl. From this angle it's obvious to see this plant is related to Pipsissewa and Striped Wintergreen and other more commonly found members of the Pyrola Family.
After my paddle and mountain climb, I went for an easy walk in the woods to a beautiful waterfall. The falls were powerful today, with waterlevels high from all the rain we've had. It was hard to miss this radiant Lacquered Polypore glowing orange like a pumpkin pie in the dark of the woods.
The waterfall was spectacular, worth every mosquito bite to see it thundering down its rocky course. The air around was filled with warm mist. This stream runs through a wide open marsh for quite a while before it reenters the forest, so the sun today heated the water. It felt almost like a sauna, standing on the bank.
My husband found this snowy tree fungus as we walked to our car to come home. That big one was as large as a dinner plate. It wasn't woody and hard like most tree fungi, but soft and velvety and kind of fragrant. Was it some kind of Oyster Mushroom? I'll bet it would have been good to eat. I didn't have any mushroom guides with me, so I didn't pick it for supper. Besides, we were going to stop for dinner in Pottersville, to try the restored Wells House. Glad we did. The food there was really good. A fine end to a glorious day. Some days I feel like I don't have to die to go to heaven.