I learn that a pair of bald eagles is nesting on the other end of our mountain. My Amish friend has spent time watching them from afar across a steep, wooded ravine on State Gamelands #166.
We took a quick trip to Florida last week to visit St. George Island again. St. George Island is dog-friendly, allowing them on the beach as long as you clean up after them and have them on a leash. It is very peaceful here, no high rises or big tourist areas, just the kind of place we like. Show More Summary
Took the dogs to Bentley today. 45 degrees. Snow turning to slush. A little sublimation of snow directly to mist… Very pretty. Then we came upon this poor little muddy-faced guy. Alive. Cold. I found a log to tuck him under and covered him with leaves. Hope he survives!
November 11, 2014. 3:30pm. 67 degrees Fahrenheit. Spatterdock Pond Winterberry Holly Berries Fern, Pond (algae, leaves) Sweet Gum Sweet Gum, Fern Gorgeous day! Forecast for tomorrow: 39. And the next day: 33 with lake effect snow. I better get my skis over to Hollyloft for a tuneup! Tagged: Audubon, autumn, […]
Tuesday was a day jam-packed with meetings. A break at lunchtime between meetings afforded me a walk. It was a working walk – looking for potential volunteer projects for a small group that will be coming in next week. But plenty of time to be stopped by beauty. Winterberry Holly Grasses and Cattails An Oak […]
The fall foliage in Rye Hollow was the best in many years. I am just now getting around to posting some photos. A view down into Rye Hollow did not show much color on October 4. A little color shows up on October 12 on the back part of our land looking toward Walker Mountain. Show More Summary
This is a newspaper article to promote a photography workshop I’ll be giving on November 15, 2014. The Art of Mindful Seeing by Jennifer Schlick It can take as long as twenty minutes to give myself full permission to forget the worries of the world and be mindful as I walk. To be fully present […]
At this time of year when the trees’ color is just a tiny bit past peak color, the edges of the ponds still hold some amazing color. Not being much of a summer fan, I seem to have no photos of the blossoms. UPDATE: After reading this, my friend Kathleen sent me this picture of […]
In summer it looked like this: Sensitive to frost, it now looks like this: The little beads that hold the spores have set and will stay like this through the winter: Sensitive Fern (Onoclea sensibilis): Lady Bird Johnson: http://www.wildflower.org/plants/result.php?id_plant=ONSE USDA Plant Database: http://plants.usda.gov/core/profile?symbol=ONSE
Ida Goodson: North Florida Blues Woman, an Ethnography “Many a night I saw the Pleiades, rising through the mellow shake, Glitter like a swarm of fire-flies tangled in a silver braid. “ Alfred Tennyson in Locksley Hill. IntroductionShow More Summary
Well, I wasn’t going for the bug. I was going for the hips – the red fruit of the rose – in this case Multiflora Rose (Rosa Multiflora). As I shot through the tangle of branches attempting to capture “red” I noticed quite a few insects, including this one: After a bit of searching, I […]
What’s all that red out there? Winterberry Holly Ilex verticillata And wow, are they loaded with fruit this year! Poisonous to humans, they will provide food for birds and small mammals. Like other hollies, this one native to North America is dioecious – there are male plants and female ones. Unlike other hollies, this one is deciduous. […]
I’ve always preferred to walk rather than drive through the fields and forests of Pennsylvania. Still, I was tempted last October by a driving tour in nearby State Gamelands #108 and persuaded my husband, Bruce, to accompany me. It was a lovely autumn day when we found our way to a gamelands access road in […]
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Cache Creek through the NarrowsWichita Mountains - Oklahoma September 2014 Sacred land to several aboriginal tribes I stray onto sacred groundThe resting place of souls bygone.Solace is what I seek,But there is no solaceNo succor toShow More Summary
It didn't feel much like the end of summer today; Atlanta is as hot as ever in the middle of the afternoon. We strolled along the Belt Line looking at the art on display and found these two sweet little girls...
Another Day of RainHong Kong May 2014
A Walk in the Ohio HillsWashington County August, 2014 "That country where it is always turning late in the year. That country where the hills are fog and the rivers are mist; where noons go quickly, dusks and twilights linger, and midnights stay. Show More Summary