It’s A Jungle Out There!
The wild strawberry weed (Fragaria virginiana) is the bane of my gardening existence. I’m looking for clever ways to eradicate this menace.
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Soil for Our Souls
My grandmother introduced me to Hal Borland’s works as a child. She used to read Borland, almost like a devotional, seeking his wise words on nature daily. His writings show that he is a kindred spirit with his words about nature and the earth. In his book, Sundial of the Seasons, today’s entry states, “The…
Waiting for the Light of Spring
Spring is coming. The clouds look like a thin, worn blanket frayed at the edges and have several holes that permit patches of brilliant blue to show.
The Last Breath of Winter
I am enjoying the subtle winter morning light. It’s the calm before the storm. The muted winter color palette has its own gentle glow of insular beauty.
Listening to the Trees
I can see where the ancients and mystics say the trees talk to them. The sound of leaves is magical.