The bike path has come alive again and so have we. Songbirds call from tree to tree and Bear Creek roars white, frothing up the sides of its banks. My wheels kick up the beeswax musk of crushed cottonwood buds. It is almost unbelievable, this sunshine, streaming unapologetically through vapor lingering in the air. The … Continue reading
Even in the barren retreat of winter, the forest reveals treasures just waiting to be found. You may also like: Belay Bryophytes Sprites Continue reading
Three brothers hold council, pulling at their chins, contemplating ethics and other important matters. Like squirrels. Continue reading
the last of their kind remain: Quercus alba and Junco hyemalis, colorful ornaments to celebrate the season Continue reading
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“One way to open your eyes is to ask yourself, What if I had never seen this before? What if I knew I would never see it again?” -Rachel Carson- Rachel Carson in the field Rachel Carson (1907-1964), renowned biologist and writer, is most well-known for her career as…
fragile light seeps through branches, illuminating webs and dust and longing. leaves remind us of the firey season which fled so fast. Continue reading
Great spring gusts carpet the ground like the most luscious royal pathway Continue reading
The next thing will be to welcome green. A hopeful expectation, creation. You may also like: Small Moments our avian friends I dwell in Possibility: a new year written on a Friday afternoon Continue reading
Lady of the Ocean, caught upstream, lays immortalized in stone, Leaves fall gently, rippling water. Continue reading
We found ourselves knee-deep in water, feeling for the solid caress of the boardwalk beneath our feet. Apparently, the heavy summer rains in Southeast Alaska during June and July had left the trails of Point Bridget State Park flooded and unrecognizable. I already felt my fingers shriveling into raisins and my toes starting to grow … Continue reading
in the midst 