Morris Arboretum’s Fernery


Spent a Monday by myself, wandering around the Morris Arboretum outside of Mt Airy.  It was the brink of Fall, the time of year where I wore a sweater but the roses were still in bloom. As always, the ferns were my favorite.  A gorgeous Victorian greenhouse housed a magical collection: every inch of the interior was covered in a different type of frond.  I sat inside, my skin damp from the humidity, and drew for nearly 2 hours.  It was so quiet, and I was nearly undisturbed.

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