Saturday, August 26, 2017


When we moved this dead log in the yard, we heard a shrieking noise. A toad stuck his head out to see what we were up to, so that snag will be staying in the same spot for quite a while. A dead tree in the forest can be a good thing...and a home.

Thursday, August 24, 2017

My Monarch Madness

We spotted the monarch caterpillar under a leaf, and when we checked an hour later, it was already a chrysalis. Can't wait til this butterfly flutters through our yard.

Tuesday, August 22, 2017

Forest's Ferny Floor

Excerpt from The Listeners by Walter de la Mare

"Is there anybody there?" said the Traveller,
Knocking on the moonlit door;
And his horse in the silence champed the grass
Of the forest's ferny floor;

Saturday, August 19, 2017


“Nature's first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf's a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.”

Thursday, August 17, 2017

Bright lights, Big city

So many actions come to mind...
rising, glistening, glowing, 
rippling, walking, growing,
traveling, crossing, flowing

Tuesday, August 15, 2017

No milkweed, no monarchs

Weeds are in the eye of the beholder. I encourage these "weeds"in my yard because they are the host plants for monarch butterflies.

Music Everywhere

Loving these bike racks in Nashville.

I Can't Wait!!