Yes, “More poetry is needed!” From today’s Writer’s Almanac, a poem that fits the mood of much of what I feel day-to-day as I wander, especially given the plight of…
Liz and I are just back from travels that including time in Wales with dear friends and a chance to catch up with some of the festivities surrounding the centenary…
The song, “Where Have All the Flowers Gone,” is part of my growing up in this world. It is more than just a song—it has always been part of a powerful message…
Spring is happening fast with a few days of rain, then some sun and temperatures in the 70s. The flowers have exploded into bloom and the bees are buzzing everywhere.The pear…
As my part of the Earth tilts toward the sun, little by little every day, the changes begin to show, even if some days, like this morning’s gray and chill,…
It wasn’t that long ago snow still covered the yard. Flying into Burlington on April 3rd Camel’s Hump still looked like this: On a long walk yesterday in Calais we saw many…
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…
I was unable to post here earlier this week on Earth Day. That left me with the opportunity to post some aerial photographs made on the way back to Vermont. The…
I love the way Rob sees Randolph—in black and white, stripping away the color and leaving the essence. We both enjoyed the fact that we photographed many of the same…
Still Learning To See 