I have been wanting to introduce my readers to my friend Jon for some time. I think this post is a good one for that purpose. Jon is a landscaper-philosopher. He takes amazing pictures of the small, fascinating details in the natural world and has a unique, warm and REAL way of describing what he…
Yesterday I felt great. The first nearly symptom free day (except for the ever present tinnitus) in a couple weeks. My heart was jumping for joy at the realization that I actually am feeling good not for an hour but half the day, then three quarters of a day then (drum roll please) an entire…
The beach is the perfect place to get “lost in the details”, noticing the changing light in the sky and on the water, patterns of breaking waves and the rhythm of the water as it flows up the beach and back into the sea. M and I were ready for a break from hiking in…
Freeze-dried rattling, brown leaves in the winter wind. Echos of summer past.
Walk in peace and notice what it feels like to make virgin footprints in the snow. . . On a brilliant & peaceful December day, my old dog and I wandered through the woods enjoying the calm before the storm with twelve to sixteen inches of snow in the forecast for tomorrow. A light dusting…
This is my first try at responding to a Daily Writing Prompt so here goes! My earliest memory is of the Japanese Lanterns that were growing in our backyard when I was two or three years old. I remember them growing along the white picket fence and being totally fascinated by the papery orange flowers…
Shot on my phone on my way home from work. Reflection of sunset and mountains in Chocorua Lake. It was so beautiful I had to stop and snap a photo! I hope you enjoy it as much as I did.
It is nature’s season of rest in New England. The leaves have fallen off the trees and are brown underfoot, but there are still plenty of soft greens to be found at my favorite walking place. Come and see! (Poetry fans- check out my previously posted poem, When I Saw the River Breath, written about…
There is a soggy goldfinch outside the kitchen window feasting on the seeds of the prickly cone flower heads that I have intentionally left standing quite untidily in the garden for hungry birds. I would take a photo of it but my current camera doesn’t have a strong enough zoom on it to capture it.…
composting words 