Yesterday was a gray day with occasional snowfall adding a white mist to the air. In the afternoon I took a hike at French Regional Park hoping to see migrating trumpeter swans on the lake. I found no swans but I did hear Songs of November — songs of cold Read more…
Last week I visited one of my favorite places. The colors were popping, the weather was fine, and walking under the tall trees that grow there filled me with Big Woods Wonder. I’ve shared photos of these woods often, usually from springtime when the canopy is just beginning to fill Read more…
I returned to my beloved Wolsfeld Woods yesterday for the first time since last spring. With the very wet summer that we had, I hadn’t braved the muddy trails and mosquitoes until now. It was good to spend time with the trees. My soul expanded and I breathed in and Read more…
Sunday was the official first day of fall and oddly enough it feels like mother nature saw that fall was official and turned down the temperature to more a more fall-like feeling. Like it or not Fall Has Arrived though not all of the bushes and trees around our house Read more…
As I gazed out the window at the reflections in the pond this morning I could see how quickly Everything Changes this time of year. A slight breeze made all of the reflections on the pond look soft and blurry this morning. The blurriness felt perfect to express how it Read more…