• Morning Crown

    Snowy morning, frosted shadows, Lacy branches, stillness reigns. Muddy morning, breeze is warming, Rattling call of sandhill crane. Scented morning, red-winged blackbird, Peeper chorus, Spring is here! Barefoot morning, berries bursting, Fledgling summons does appear. Muggy morning, harvest forming, Rainbow colors bright and bold. Misty morning, flowers dwindling, Landscape painted orange and gold. Frosted morning,… Continue Reading

  • Soft Sounds of Solitude

    January 10, 2016 I have never been afraid to be alone in nature. In fact, I crave the quiet corners of this world where birdsong reigns. For in those corners my spirit soars, and I feel closest to God.   Peter, peter, peter   Chick-a-dee-dee-dee   Jeer, jeer   Cheer, cheer, cheer Sometimes in the… Continue Reading

  • Happy Holilays

    December 17, 2015 ‘Tis the green and red season. We are all busy. So very busy blooming in love and good cheer. With so much on my agenda, little things slip by. . . little things that feed my soul. . . like prayer. Who has time? As my soul is robbed of it’s nourishment,… Continue Reading

  • Sacred Remembrance

    Chief Seattle’s oration of 1854: “The President in Washington sends word that he wishes to buy our land. But how can you buy or sell the sky? the land? The idea is strange to us. If we do not own the freshness of the air and the sparkle of the water, how can you buy… Continue Reading

  • Language with Heart

    October 15, 2015 Think of a tree. Did you think of a noun?  A trunk with branches and leaves. If you were a Potawatomi Indian, you would have thought of a verb. To them a tree was alive, so alive it was considered a verb. ‘To be a tree’ was their word for tree. This… Continue Reading

  • Ordinary Beautiful

    October 6,2015 There is always more than one way to see. Some see ordinary. . . while others see beautiful. Close your eyes and imagine a blade of grass . . . Did you see ordinary? Or, like this quote from Robin Wall Kimmerer’s book, Braiding Sweetgrass, did you see beautiful? Hold out your hands… Continue Reading

  • Where the Clear Water Runs

    August 13, 2015 As I glide through crystal clear water on a private lake in the Adirondack mountains, the immense quiet seems to echo nothingness. This is in sharp contrast to the sweeping views before me. In this land far removed from human interference, I expect more obvious wildlife activity. But the creatures here are introverts… Continue Reading

  • Butter

    July 29, 2015 Look who I found hiding in the grass along the edge of the trail like a scene out of a Beatrix Potter book. So adorable. He lives along the shore of the pond near the pine woods. Hope (my puppy) and I walk through his territory daily. Many times I have rescued… Continue Reading

  • Wobble

    July 25, 2015 The nature I see around me. . . ‘is’. The butterfly doesn’t question, “Should I be a tree?” The tree doesn’t question, “Should I be a bird?” They know who they are. Their purpose is solid like that tree trunk. I envy their sureness, for I am a wobbler swaying in the… Continue Reading

  • Moon Meadow Bloom

    July 15, 2015 This is a good day for personal reflection. Why? It’s my birthday! Since it’s my birthday, I thought I would share a bit about myself. So here goes. . . When I was a child. . . I spent a majority of my time barefoot in the treetops. I was a complete… Continue Reading