A Cascade of Butterflies
A Gift of Autumn Equinox Wes and I are canoeing on Elk Lake in the company of…
A Gift of Autumn Equinox Wes and I are canoeing on Elk Lake in the company of…
“The place to observe nature is where you are.”– John Burroughs, Signs and Seasons Peregrination is my…
Far away on the west coast of Mexico where the sea gentles inward to form a cove…
Canyon Wren song rainbows the morning in a falling arc of three-second beauty, the fluted notes slowing…
Today is your last chance to enter the National Wildlife Federation’s Garden for Wildlife photo contest. As…
Just as I’m about to head to the Wild East for an Appalachian Trail adventure in the…
The native bees awake to spring sunshine and the terroir of our blooming manzanita bush. Terroir (pronounced…
Home. Wake to the whir of rufous hummingbird wings outside our bedroom window. Rise to feed our…
A burly bumblebee nose dives into the unfurling gold petals of a California poppy and vanishes. I…
Saunter. This is the way to know the Metolius River in June. A Common Yellowthroat (a sunny…
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