When we first moved to Vermont from Michigan, I felt hemmed in by the mountains. It seemed I did not see a sunset for the first couple of years! Now,…
On December 1, 2011 I began this blog with a post about walking in Hubbard Park on a cold crisp morning and seeing new ice forming. For most of the first year I…
I love being in the woods here in North Carolina, so much like home but with touches of the bizarre and so prolific. The leaves of the many kinds of…
It is impossible for me to really imagine this city without the buildings, but I certainly do enjoy the trees that grow here.
I owe my friend Bryan Pfeiffer thanks for many of his posts and remarkable photographs. This one about Aspen leaves, which I showed in my post of earlier this week…
Some delights during this visit in NYC!
Post-peak fall is glorious! Perhaps it is because I know what’s coming next or that there are just fewer foliage spectacles to appreciate. Whatever the reason, I love this time…
I continue to be just stunned by the powerful shift that comes from walking Nicole Grubman’s “loop roads”—see her book I Left my Sole in Vermont—both because of the “speed,”…
When leaves drop, revealing the “bones” of the trees, I feel like old friends have returned for a visit. I won’t tire of seeing them all winter long, against the…
I walk or hike most weeks with my two dear friends, Rob and Michael, wherever the spirit takes us. Lately, due to my sore ankle, we’ve walked back roads. Recently…
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