Garden Travelogue 1: Bowman’s Hill Wildflower Preserve

Pidcock Creek

Located in New Hope, Bowman’s Hill Wildflower Preserve is 143 acres of an abundance of species of wildflowers and trees. 100 acres are enclosed by fencing to keep out the deer–supposedly–but we spooked a herd while walking one of the trails. 

In the above photo, the reflected tree is a bright white so I suppose my exposure wasn’t quite right (not good to snap photos at high noon); however, the effect, I think, was lovely. 🙂

A peek of the creek from Fern Trail.

We first meandered the road up to the top of the hill which had our breath laboring a bit, and S- said she was grateful that I often stopped to take photos. 

There are many benches on which to sit to enjoy the views, the absence of the city noises, the singing of birds, the croaking of toads. From this bench there was a little opening view into the Pidcock Creek.

Stone Bridge

The Stone Bridge is structured much like Roman Arches, and on this day the absence of wind made for dazzling reflections.

How wonderful for visitors that the founders had the foresight in the 1930s to build this bridge leading to the preserve of native flora.

monarda didyma–bee balm

This stand of bee balm gave the shaded path a pop of color as most of the spring flowers had already bloomed, while the summer buds await opening day. While the guide was talking about her son, how she met her husband, and her opinion on ADHD, I left the group to take this shot. 🙂

Another view of Pidcock Creek.

The photo above is a color version of the black and white. The blue sky reflected well in the green, murky water. We could hear the toads croaking but couldn’t get close enough to spot them. Their sounds, the rustling of the overhead canopy, and the birds singing made for a serene setting. Yes, we were enveloped with peace.

us Sign on a bench

The mission statement of the preserve “is to lead people to a greater appreciation of native plants, to an understanding of their importance to all life, and to a commitment to the preservation of a healthy and diverse natural world.”  Wish everyone had this commitment.

filipendula rubra–Queen of the Prairie

This pink flower was quite impressive as it was almost at eye-level to my 5’2″. After rifling through my wildflower books, I am surmising that the flower is Queen of the Prairie. Help!

gooseneck loosestrife?

The old pond, which was destroyed by Hurricane Irene last year, is filled with what looks like loosestrife although it’s quite tall–again my height (which isn’t exactly very tall!).

My new pocketable camera, Canon S100, performed well capturing this shot especially since I’m not yet familiar with all the settings. I have a great camera bag that is hands-free much like a cross-body bag, so I always take both cameras.

view looking upward; unknown tree

I’m quite fond of the dappled shade a small-leaved tree provides. One can’t help but appreciate the shadows they leave on the ground or the patterns made when looking upward.

angelica gigas seed pods

I remember our trip to Alaska a few years ago and seeing angelica alongside all the roads–a pretty, medicinal plant standing 3 ft. tall with 5-inch seed heads. The seeds seem to be more impressive, don’t they?


As we were leaving the Fern Trail, we came across a small bridge where two, young children came peeking out from underneath it as the small stream was dry. Grandpa was having fun giving the kids full rein of the forest, the trolls under the bridge.

Wide-angle view of Stone Bridge.

A nearby building served as a hospital for George Washington’s injured soldiers during the winter of 1776. While walking the trails, I could not help but to remember this fact and pause to imagine the sounds that would have hung in the air.

Daddy Long Legs atop an unknown grass

This grass serves as great camouflage for this Daddy Long Legs–I would never have noticed him if it weren’t for S- spotting him.


I couldn’t begin to express how flawless this day was. While coming across an opening to one of the paths, I remember looking up at the azure sky, turning to S- and saying, “It’s such a perfect day–I wish it would never end.”

Daily Gratitude: the rain this morning that bathed my garden; tassels on my corn; the blooming of my red daylilies

Quote of the Day for YOU: In some mysterious way woods have never seemed to me to be static things.  In physical terms, I move through them; yet in metaphysical ones, they seem to move through me.  ~John Fowles


5 thoughts on “Garden Travelogue 1: Bowman’s Hill Wildflower Preserve

  1. The first picture of the bridge was definitely my favourite … then I saw the second bridge.
    Beautiful pictures, looks like you had a wonderful day. 🙂

  2. Oh my, the beauty of those woods,streams, bridges, flowers and meadows very obviously moved through you with a sense of wonder and magic….as shown in these amazing photos!!!!!!!!!!!!…. I love all the photos…but especially the reflection of the arches of the bridge…forming a full circle/oval…were you stunned when you saw that you happened to be right there at that particular time? And looking up through the leaves…wow!….and the daddy long legs on that grass…the lines of the legs and body following the lines of the grass…what a wonderful day it must have been! ah…”Mother Nature and the magic she creates”….

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