I’ve been appreciating moss on our walks in the woods. These images show such a variety of textures and shades. They remind me that sometimes beautiful things grow in quiet, dormant seasons. Bruce Guernsey appreciates it too, in his poem “Moss”: How must it be to be moss, that slipcover of rocks?— imagine, greening in… Read More Poetry Friday: Moss
Last week, driving home from a walk at a winter-frosted marsh, we saw this: See it? Right smack dab in the middle, screened by branches? It’s an eagle! We stopped the car, got out, strove for a better view — all to no avail. Then, it took off and wheeled above us, seemingly mocking us… Read More Winter Walking: Tracks and Birds
I learned about this gentleman on NPR. The girls and I have been enjoying his website this morning. Wonderful stuff. About Joel Sartore from Joel Sartore on Vimeo.
My 5th grader made a “Raptor Tree” using a twig from the back yard, the bird book, and her stores of Model Magic. The detail is pretty amazing: Here’s a picture to provide a sense of scale.
The girls and I took a walk in the snow the other day. Now I have shots of this path, which my youngest calls the tree tunnel, in three of the four seasons. Spring: Fall: Winter: Lovely spot. I also saw more critters over the weekend — this muskrat, who couldn’t figure out what the… Read More Weekend sights
“New Year’s” never has been that meaningful to me, coming as it does in the middle of the year’s school activity. It would seem more intuitively meaningful if it happened in the spring. But this year’s ending finds me noting some new things sprouting up even in the bleak midwinter. For instance, we visited a… Read More Tree tales, muted colors, birds, and musings
We went for a walk on Christmas Eve morning. On the way to the trail, we saw this guy hunting for his breakfast. He posed for us in a variety of postures. He looks chilly with his feathers all fluffed, doesn’t he? He changed branches after studying us coldly for a few minutes. Then he… Read More Christmas Eve hawking and walking
You have to admit, it’s an attention-getting title — for its weirdness if nothing else! For the record, I don’t anticipate this as the start of a new blog category on shrews. Nevertheless, this little fellow inspired a rather serious discussion of ethics when he appeared at a pile of birdseed I spilled while filling… Read More Teachable moments involving shrews
On the way to church this morning, I told my husband, “Someday, I’m going to get a picture of a hawk with blue sky in the background. All my hawk pictures have been on cloudy days.” On the way home, we stopped so I could try for a better picture of some forsythia I saw… Read More Hawk Stalking
It seems like an odd time of year to be thinking about seeds. It began over the weekend, when my husband got to thinking about God’s provision of seed-bearing plants very early in the creation story. He’s been thinking about the investment of time and resources as seeds, a metaphor Jesus uses often in his… Read More Seed speculations