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THROUGH MY LENS: Incognito

I love finding walking sticks. They are masters of camouflage so I’m always pretty impressed with myself when I manage to see one. This guy wasn’t too hard to spot, however. I’m not sure why or how he thought he was being stealthy here. I always marvel at how fragile […]

THROUGH MY LENS: The Old Birch

At the back of the yard this big birch tree stands alone. It’s very messy, shedding branches large and small all the time. It’s rotting, dying unfortunately, from some disease or what may have been a lightning strike many years ago that left a nasty scar up it’s divided trunk. […]

Finding the Old Oak: A Love Story

Barbed wire pierced the trunk, bark having grown up and around it, becoming a part of the tree itself. Roots as wide as my arms and legs tumbled down into and ran among the gray stones. It was hard to tell where the tree started and the wall began. At that point, it didn’t really seem to matter: They were one, the wall and the tree, as they had been for a century…

THROUGH MY LENS:

One of my favorite spring wildflowers is the trout lilly. They grow in vast groups through the woods surrounding my pond, tiny armies marching their way beneath trees, around rocks, and through shrubby undergrowth. Every spring I get so excited when their little leaves first sprout up, and wait eagerly for that short […]

FRESH OFF THE PAGE

Two lives now to bury,
Weighed on my heart –
Once separate, now equal,
Both fragile and short;
One lived high in the trees,
The other along the ground;
No more sunning or sliding,
No more sweet, cheerful sounds…

THROUGH MY LENS

This was the view in my old and overgrown apple orchard a few years ago. Yesterday it rained here, then snowed, and lastly hailed. Maybe it was more like May when the photo above was taken, but that sure feels a lot further away now. I woke up this morning to an icy sheet […]