The temperatures have been weird all winter. January temps more like March, the first half of February was pretty normal with lots of snow followed by a 10 day stretch of April and May-like weather with rivers and streams thawing. The past few days have been bitter cold and windy freezing things back up with…
Last week it was cold and we were buried in snow storm after snow storm. This week it feels like spring. Today was warm enough to walk without a coat. Felt wonderful and weird.
Have you thought lately how amazing it is to have blackberries in the market in the middle of winter when the earth is covered with snow?
You so have my heart this time of year! Incredibly beautiful foliage year. We didn’t expect to see such brilliant colors with the drought. So wish I didn’t have to work. I could spend all day wandering around looking at the trees!
Silken threads released from seed pods glisten in the sun. The seeds float like tiny fairies on the breeze. Landing softly And whats not to love about a plant that is the sole food of the Monarch caterpillar. Read more about this amazing plant, it’s use as a medicinal plant, a sweetener and the fact…
The sun heaved past the horizon setting the treetops on fire Sunlight slowly moved toward the forest floor dispelling the shadows of the night. © Composting Words
The mountains up north are in peak color right now but things are looking quite pretty right here in our neck of the woods. I went bushwhacking along this brook on Saturday toward a bright spot in the woods and look what I found! A nice little beaver dam! A peak into the small pond…
One day, completely unnoticed by the family, a small little seed sprouted on the edge of the compost pile. Time passed. The seed grew a woody stem and leaves. “Look! A little tree!,” the lady exclaimed. “It looks like a baby apple tree or maybe a pear tree.” For several years the baby tree grew…
It is always a good day when I can spend time in the garden looking at and photographing my coneflowers. When I visit them where they are sprinkled throughout the gardens around my yard, I feel like I’m standing among friends. I love how each blossom is unique like every person’s face is unique. It…
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