No one sings “What a wonderful world!” quite like Satchmo did. I never tire of listening to it. Part of what I hear in that song is about family. I…
It has been a slow week, literally, as the internet connections near me on my travels have been painful. But summer is in full glory: thunderstorms and cumulus clouds, hot…
In the past I’ve mentioned Nicole Grubman’s fabulous small book, I Left My Sole in Vermont, a gem that describes a couple dozen walks on the back country roads of…
My friend Michael and I wandered on a long walk through Hubbard Park yesterday. On a warm and humid day the woodland trails were cool, inviting us to feast on summer’s…
Butterflies and summer are a great pair. I don’t pretend to be an expert but my whole life I’ve enjoyed them. When I was twelve I built a big screened…
I love getting in close, like a bumblebee, to the flowers in the garden! It is another world there. Bernd Heinrich’s latest book, The Homing Instinct, talks about…
Not many in this country have ever even seen an American Chestnut and far, far fewer remember when this remarkable tree could be seen as an integral part of the Eastern…
Photographs are wonderful. In the dead of winter I can “see” a peony. On a hot, humid day in early summer I can cool off by reviewing last winter’s photographs…
As I’ve often said here, I always manage to sit next to a window when I fly. Even if the sky is cloudy, in my opinion, the view is far…
Thank you to my friend, Julia, who also frequently comments on this blog, for reminding me of this reality about our planet: And she is still so beautiful, perhaps more…
Still Learning To See 