Forest Bathing with Flies

This weekend I promised myself (even though I was ill) that I would return to the park to see the pink profusion of mountain laurel in full bloom–and I did.

I wanted to be surrounded in all that pink snow, to be enveloped by it.

As we were walking, we encountered the occasional flying insects–that’s what normally happens with a westerly wind. But as we walked deeper into the trail, the flies became almost swarm-like, getting into our hair, buzzing our ears.


After several minutes of this, our walk became a speed walk and then an eventual jog–halfway into the trail–do we turn around or venture further? Now we are running, avec water bottles, avec bouncing camera bag, avec flailing arms.

© Teresita Abad Doebley. All rights reserved 2009-2011.


7 thoughts on “Forest Bathing with Flies

  1. lol! I had a similar walk today, but it was mosquitoes who drove me to jogging and running instead of flies.

    Beautiful photos. 🙂

  2. Ah, the love/hate relationship with creatures of all sizes. You want to love nature, but then there are bugs and flies and creepy crawly things.

  3. Aaaahhhhh, Summer the sound of the sea, the waves and any bug that has a purpose. Always makes we wonder why we have them all?

  4. This was so sweet. One must be use to the creatures of the forest…and the drone of so many in our ears…and hair


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