Tag Archives: Nature
This is the time of year when the sun pays us a visit in the evenings. Some days, it looks like it’s standing boldly at the curve in the road, beaming like a neighbor; other times–as in this photo–it peeps coquettishly through the branches. Either way, I welcome my neighbor the sun.
The temperature is falling and snowflakes are drifting: It’s the perfect time to reflect on a period when autumn was still holding winter at bay. One of my dear friends came to visit with her two little daughters so they could immerse themselves, however briefly, in rural living. The girls, who did NOT consider themselves […]
A series of vicious storms recently ripped through our state; the last tally I heard was 16 confirmed tornadoes. Fortunately for us, we didn’t get the worst of it, and we were rewarded by one of the most magnificent double rainbows we’d ever seen. In fact, it inspired Sage to dance. Sometimes even the worst […]
A few days ago, Sage came home from school wielding a tree. I was caught off guard–usually, he comes home from school wielding papers made from dead trees, not brandishing a living one. But if a sapling comes into our care, however puny, we’re honor bound to give it the best possible chance in life. […]
A dear friend–Sage’s “Goddess Mother”–recently visited us with her two young daughters. It was a memorable day: they bonded with horses… Ate raspberries… And, of course, sat on giant pumpkins. I hope all three children will remember this day, with its unplugged exuberance. And I hope their children will be able to experience something like […]
I thought I’d seen the last of our skunk visitor after it spent a day in our chicken pen with a peanut butter jar stuck on its head. Alas, that was not the case: It came back for another involuntary sojourn in the pen. Paul had set out a live trap to capture the raccoon […]
Another spectacular rainbow visited us recently. Alas, neither Emery nor her phone was here to enjoy it. That was especially unfortunate since this rainbow seemed to be ending in the field behind our house; I could almost imagine the pot of gold nestled in the grass. I may not have any gold, but I DO […]