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…
To my wonderful followers of my blog–and to new folks– I now post brief Substack writings on…
“Don’t cut me down! Go around.” I’m one of seven women measuring, cutting, and writing on green…
I have a winter ritual. I start the day cozied up by the wood stove, nestled on…
When I set out to follow the belted kingfisher, I started with the intrigue of a definition….
The beach is blue, as if some crazed artist had dyed every foam line on this spring…
“A road is a dagger placed in the heart of a wilderness” – William O. Douglas Look…
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