I am still learning to see and most days I also feel like a giant failure! Seeing the natural world involves peeling back layer on layer and the time to…
Thank you again to Mary Oliver for her poem, “Don’t Hesitate,” a beautiful reminder of the abundance of joy in life. Seeing the world through my camera gives me both…
Thank you to my young friend Kate Spring for sharing this Mary Oliver poem in a recent blog, a blog I encourage you to follow as she is a wise…
Though I do my best to see as much of this amazing world as possible, I know much of it goes unseen, every day. Even an hour in a gray,…
Two years ago we had solar photovoltaic panels installed on our roof. The temperature the day the two installers from Catamount Solar started their work was well below 0F. Since…
We all have muses, even if not clearly seen or always at hand. Maybe she lurks in the tulip now underground but getting ready for a spring burst. Maybe it…
When the first snow covers the ground deeply, it is clearly a line crossed. That happened this week, as it often does by mid-November, as well as me crossing the…
We are well past “post-peak”—the glorious maples are now bare and in “stick season”—with the colors that remain mostly the now-brown Red Oaks, the glowing yellow of White Birch and…
Act One of peak Fall foliage in Vermont is now nearly over with the Sugar and Red Maples mostly gone. It was a gorgeous year, and I’d say most or…
Snow on the mountains this week and again here in the yard today. Clearly we have crossed that line, though the post-peak season here in Vermont is often long and…
