Their song, although rhythmic, could be thunderous at times as their voices rise and fall in perfect unison.  It’s a familiar song, one I’ve heard all my life, but if you’re not really listening, despite its decibel, you won’t hear it.  It’s the song of…

Change is, once again, in the air as Summer begins to wind down.  The lazy, languid days will slow to a trickle as the distant sound of rushing, shifting tides grows louder.  Fall is just a stone’s throw away, and while…

All seasons tell a tale of woe and wonder as the landscape bares witness.  Although we cannot deter or determine, we can listen to the narrative and interpret the anecdotal evidence before us.  That is, our grass is struggling. Why oh why, in one…

Last night was a gift.  It was the perfect summer night when the air is delicate and nimble.  It was quiet, but not still.  Easy and blithe.  The humidity was low, almost unperceivable, and as the setting sun faded behind the…

I did not attend a 4th of July parade this year, nor did I officially attend any fireworks.  Instead, my neighborhood brought the fireworks to me.  How very, very kind.  Most were all bark with no bite, and I find those…

  We slogged through June in hip waders amidst the leaden, gray malaise, the air largely unstable and ostensibly resentful, like a teenage girl scorned.  The few sunny days provided fleeting relief, but we were wary and suspicious, and we were right…

Soaked and steeped like a lady finger dipped in coffee, the landscape is saturated, and the local creeks, streams, and retention ponds are again on the brink of overrunning their banks.  The bit of sun and wind that graced our area…

The air had yet to be polluted and remained fairly clear and buoyant up until today.   Soon the crushing heft of humidity would contaminate the atmosphere, leaving us in a haze of scorching torridness and malaise, wilted and soulless.  I hate Summer. The sad…

There are times when the clouds become part of the landscape, rising from the earth like great, snow-capped mountains.  I like to imagine the Midwest’s tectonic plates have crashed and sent forth a mighty range which hovers above us in the highest…

Despite the tumultuous weather and irksome rain, Memorial Day marched on and local patriotism would not be quelled.  We honored those who paid the ultimate price for our freedoms, for the way of life we have come to know and love, and…