There was still enough daylight left to do a little exploring. My friend, Pam, and I had just arrived and unpacked for a 12-day stay near...

"Have you been in an English Bluebell wood in spring before?" Such was the intriguing message from Hannah Nunn, a friend I had never met...

There is something almost magical about watching a bird family over the course of several days. You feel like you develop a relationship...

The only thing missing was fire .   There was air , which on this day was cool enough to not be hot and warm enough to not be cold. In a...

It all began with walking and photographing in the neighborhood...then sharing what I observed with others. I long for all of us to see...

Thoughts and photos of a Barred Owlet and its Parents There are some invitations you simply can't ignore. My husband and I had returned...

Quaker Lady Bluets | 04.04.23 I scattered some wildflower seeds in the yard a few weeks ago... handfuls of seeds from large bags labeled...

There were five. [FIVE!] Five Brown-headed Nuthatches were flying in and out of the cavity in the dead Dogwood tree in our neighbor's...

Originally I had the above photograph and the following three paragraphs for one of my Saturday emails called A Closer Look: I hadn't...

I really couldn’t ignore them: the sounds of a Wren chirping in the early morning. Sometimes it was two Wrens. After a few days, and...

It was the end of the first week of March and the weather was indecisive. Rain and the last of winter temperatures were in the forecast...

When all the world went on lockdown and the USA joined them in mid-March 2020, something began to happen: people started noticing the...

Morning lit the rural road and created dew-glimmers in the fields as I approached Sheepcote Farm. Now, a mere 10 minutes later, that...

A Canadian Goose had been here. Or, perhaps, a Mallard or the Great Egret who had stood there preening herself like a model cast from...

The creek widened and then narrowed, then swirled its skirt out again as it made its way around a bend...

In early May, I came upon two Barred Owlets in Briarlake Forest Park. It was a deep, beautiful, and unexpectedly shared experience. ...

When I pause I can see it: the first shoots breaking through the soil, drawn by the sun's rays and the pull of nature's rhythm. It is...

This summer, the open road stretched out before me as I sat in the passenger seat and took in sights and deep conversations. I saw the...