Yesterday I wrote about Mother Earth. My birth mother would be 103 today if she were still alive. As it was, she lived to be nearly 96, dying shortly after…
Thanks to Writer’s Almanac for reminding us that today marks the anniversary of the day in 1972 when astronauts in the spacecraft Apollo 17 made the images of the planet,…
Just two more weeks to the Solstice. It’s been snowing all day long, making for a very gray day. Not all are like this, of course, even if it may feel…
A bit of slowly moving water, a branch bare of leaves and I’m lost, mesmerized by the reflections.
As our part of the earth looks away from the sun—a month to the Solstice—we really know it here in Vermont. Even if today is dark and rainy and feels more…
Last summer I had a show entitled “I nearly walked by…” Thirty-two photographs showed moments I nearly missed because I was somewhere other than in the present moment. One of the…
In spring I celebrate the new leaves of trees, green in so many shades. Those of Beech trees I find particularly gorgeous. By summer it is obvious the leaves of trees are…
I find astonishing beauty at nearly every turn. This was moss and lichen growing on a rock by the river. When I think beyond simple beauty I’m seeing—shapes, colors, textures—and imagine…
“Stick season” is that time of year when the leaves are off the trees and the snow has not yet arrived. As Peter Gilbert, executive director of Vermont Humanities Council, so…
I’ve written in the past about the deadly decline of Monarch butterflies over the past several years. This change is so noticeable in the fall when Monarch collect by the…
Still Learning To See 