August 2018

By | 2018-09-17T01:09:29+00:00 September 17th, 2018|Nature, Uncategorized|

A river of life has passed under me. I feel like I’m standing on a bridge watching the watching the past months rush by. Here I am looking toward the end of summer, trying to grasp all that has happened and take in and appreciate this new place.

May 24, 2018

By | 2018-09-07T21:52:54+00:00 September 3rd, 2018|Nature|

Summer has unofficially begun. The cool mornings of April have warmed to 70º at 7 a.m. and the temperature gradually rises to the high 80s at mid-day, sometimes even 90º. Sunday’s rain cooled us for a while; the evening breezes sooth Daisy and I as we walk through the school yard in the evenings.

May 2, 2018

By | 2018-06-01T18:16:42+00:00 May 3rd, 2018|Nature, Uncategorized|

The owlets are now about 21 days old. They look like tiny ostriches when they stretch their necks and heads up and rotate their faces. Staring straight into the camera, they do not know they are being watched. The owl box is the only world they know, with its cedar shavings and scattered feathers.

April 1, 2018

By | 2018-05-07T00:53:38+00:00 April 2nd, 2018|Nature, Uncategorized|

It is a noisy morning in the backyard this first day of April, this Easter Sunday - doves cooing, grackles whistling and bluejays squawking. Wednesday’s rain has left the ground soft and revived the grass. A grackle perches on the sunflower seed feeder; he shimmies down the cage and pokes his long black beak in between the grate squares, black feathers shiny in morning light.

February 28, 2018

By | 2018-03-19T01:14:48+00:00 February 28th, 2018|Nature|

The last morning of February feels like the first day of spring. The redbud is finally beginning to bloom, surrounded by a circle of elegant white irises. A squirrel perches on the walnut tree stump, teasing Daisy who watches from the deck. The owl looks outside his box, catching the morning light.

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