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…

    Spring is more than just a lovely maiden with her delicate touch of ethereal pastels and wispy, burgeoning buds. She is a lion hearted warrior who battles the lashing tail of Winter’s retreat, so life can again prosper…

Winter had begun to melt and puddle in Spring’s benevolent warmth.  It’s that awkward and messy, yet exciting time in our yards and gardens when life begins to sprout amid the mucky, soggy spoils of a new season.  Possibility abounds! …

  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…

  The dense, leaden gray clouds began to separate, like the seams of an old quilt, as patches of blue sky swelled, and the sun glinted upon the ground. It seemed almost symbolic as if Winter’s tenuous grasp was loosening,…

  From the metallic trill of the Cardinal to the rapid, cherry whistle of the Robin; to the hum and drone of the bee, to the rhythmic patter of rain; nature perfects her overture, each day adding a new sound, another layer until her…