When we moved into our home almost eight years ago, one of the reasons I fell in love with it immediately was the huge white birch in…
This tree It’s so pretty In full bloom It’s white petals Attracting all sorts Of insect and birds Humans too seem They can’t get…
Winter reintroduces me to the arboreal neural networks that speak to the power and wisdom of trees. Every weekend I drive about…
They started a little after 7 a.m.
Chain saws buzzing
Stand tall
sway easily
A chill wind on my cheek,
the crunch of each step,
and changing light,
tantalized my awareness to suddenly shift.
Leaves at their brightest
gently fall upon cold earth.
I know about optic illusions and unexplained phenomena.I know about cynicism and gullibility.I know a bit about photography.
I don’t care.I love the glow in this photograph of one of Kingley Vale’s 2,000-year old yews.
Taking mom on a trip to celebrate Elderhood
Never happens.