One thing any true nature lover must do is accept whatever comes. A good reminder of this, on the first full day of spring, came as a blast of snow that moved up the eastern coast. At last measure, nine inches were laying outside my window. No daffodils. No crocuses. Just a deep pile a…
As the change of season nears, I share with you a graphic created by guest blogger Zero Cater, which I found on the Rodale Institute’s website.
The exfoliated remains of Friday’s purge glistened from their scattered positions along the banks of both sides of the creek. Some were two to three inches thick; others seemed paper thin; into most were carved perfectly round bore holes. Meanwhile, with the sun-heated, mid-day temperature at just 20 degrees, the flowing creek was calmly laying…
I just witnessed a dramatic scene. After a 50-degree increase in temperature followed by a heavy rain storm, the same creek bed that I could slide across on Monday shed its thick ice coat today, as I stood on the bank in awe. Eight-foot slabs floated freely down an already-melted section of stream until they…
I’ve been watching my local creek respond to a prolonged spell of bitter cold. Like a living, growing scab, solid ice has covered the surface. It’s both beautiful and evil. Continuously forming, fascinating patterns appeared. It tempts me to trust; “Take a step.” In most places the ice was inches thick. But elsewhere were pockets…
Days of endless frigid weather leaves me to wonder how anything can survive. My survival is far removed from the harsh reality of winter. Inside, my warm home contains a refrigerator that must run to keep its contents–my food–cold. Outside, while looking for signs of nourishment and life, I found a clump of green grass…
Remarkable, invisible forces surround us all the time. The existence of the spiritual are left to faith, belief, or an inner knowingness. The existence of the scientific, meanwhile, is occasionally exposed, like the pull of gravity illuminated by near-weightless snow. As I pull down the 2017 calendar from its place on my office wall, I…
Yes, this past Friday — Black Friday — I took the challenge. I got up early. Packed my bag with supplies. Double checked my planned route…
A sense of place: It drives me to explore the immediate world around me. All of what has happened in a place remains…
The artist creates her best work when