The water was utterly still, glass-like, and the deepening sky reflected off its surface as the fog rose slowly and tumbled towards the shore. The water made not a sound as the wind fizzled to a whisper, and the lake…

Late March’s landscape was celebratory with sweet, blooming treats, from the tufts of cotton candy blooms and spun sugar strands of the Pear and Red Bud to the swaths of candy dots of the blue Vinca and Squill.  Easter is…

  The weather teetered between lovely and tumultuous as if someone, unknowingly, kept leaning against the light switch.  In a moment, a lovely Spring day became a stormy Winter day, and back and forth it went.  Nature’s apparent confusion would…

The sweeping sky reflected in a small Spring puddle collected in a hole in the asphalt.  For a moment, it held the heavens, and the ordinary became extraordinary.  Enchanting nature was again beckoning us outdoors into her captivating and therapeutic…

  The once lethargic and hushed landscape became frenetic and boisterous with the jubilant sound of chirping and twittering birds who seemed to have a season’s worth of gossip to share. The squirrels too descended in mass from the trees…

  Spring ephemerals burst forth from the thawing ground as swelling buds adorned the trees. Whether March comes in like a lion or a lamb seems insignificant now, as Spring is well on her way. Along with Spring Clean Ups…

Like a receding glacier, Winter began to wither and melt, leaving behind a scarred and battered landscape.  Its tenuous grasp was loosening, and its legacy becoming more apparent, but March would surely deliver us unto Spring. Spring officially arrives March…

  February arrived with sun upon her shoulders and Spring upon her lips.   The distinct and dulcet tones of the bird song was an inclination that the season of renewal is not so very distant as the groundhog predicted. Winter…

Swelling buds and burgeoning bulbs dappled the landscape with the power and promise of Spring.  Soon the muddied, desolate earth would be replaced with color and life, and the barren trees would fill the sky with their lush canopies. In…

The air was thin and brittle, like paper.  It sliced through flesh, wrinkled with every breath, and crumpled under foot. It was as if nature had been wrapped in a thin layer of cellophane, restrained and crinkling with every movement.  It…