We are all learning the big differences small changes can make. Although I don’t (yet) personally know anyone who has died of this virus, it is clearly not fake news…
The term “web of life” barely begins to get at the world I live in, and it is certainly one, even if appreciated, that is way beyond my comprehension. As…
Forgive me if I cause you to spend a bit more time in front of a screen so you can see what I saw when I took a break from…
Even if it were not for social distancing, being in the gardens this time of year is special. Even in “cold” weather, all other things being relative! Above is a…
My sister, Martha E. Snell, is a fine poet. We have collaborated over the past several years, as poet and photographer, to share our work as part of Poem City. …
Every year I lose plants in my garden. Clearly I have too many and have never had the kind of highly organized planting that would show a gap. Often these…
We are melted back down the the old snow piles we had a week ago before we got 8″ of new snow. That new snow is nearly gone. Spring bulbs…
One of my good friends and walking pals. Michael, remarked he has lost all the “markers” in his days as one after another all of his volunteering gigs, meetings and…
Like many I have been amazed at how, despite a “calendar” that is now empty, I am not only busy but at the end of the day, exhausted. Lots of…
We are now hearing of so many remarkable stories of people serving on the “front lines” of this epidemic. Many, of course, are medical professionals—my mom above graduating from Johns…
Still Learning To See 