This time of year the Vermont hillsides are mostly bare of leaves. I find the leaves that are left, perhaps because they are the few remaining, to be inordinately beautiful,…
Even on days like today, raining and cold, I’m grateful to be alive to see the beauty around everywhere. Beauty? Yes, most of the stunning foliage is gone—though the bare…
The mountainsides are mostly bare of leaves. The hills much more “quiet” than a week ago. It is astonishing how fast it happens, when it does, leaving me in awe…
The leaves are mostly down now, after a long night of heavy rain. The past few weeks of fall foliage here in Vermont have been glorious. Still to come are…
Some years the foliage is just not as dramatically colorful as others (not the case this year!), and some years the water is too low or too high, and the…
Coffee on the front porch in the sun with a couple Morning Glory vines twining up between me and the rising sun. I love the simple shapes and relationships between…
The weather yesterday would have had a forecaster jumping around, switching hats and re-writing the script at least a hundred times: cold, warm, rain, sun…everything but snow flurries and, importantly,…
Sometimes when I swat a mosquito away or flick an ant off my shirt, I stop to think about what an amazing little miracle the little critter is. Mow the…
Certainly I never thought about trees flowering when I was younger. Leaves, branches, bark are all so noticeable. Flowers, many at least, are often less so. I clearly remember learning…
Every year at this time I fall in love again with hosta plants. Why not?! Here are just a few good reasons for my love…
Still Learning To See 