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 have learned to both welcome and grieve the coming of autumn. And with every passing year I find that I am feeling Autumn’s Lessons more keenly. Autumn is the season of ambivalence and reconciliation, soft-carpeted training ground for the dissolution that awaits us all, low-lit chamber for hearing more Read more…
The trumpeter swan cygnets are almost as big as their parents now. But sadly there were only four cygnets remaining in the family when I visited them yesterday. The last time I photographed the entire family of swans was on August 18 and at that time there were still the Read more…
I took a hike in Wolsfeld Woods last weekend. All of the gorgeous maple leaves that had been on display on my late October hike were now on the ground, drying and crumbling beneath my feet. And though I miss the colorful wonderland I saw just a couple of weeks Read more…