Change is coming. A great shift from the rote and routine, schedules and deadlines. The walls of our compartmentalized lives are being razed, and the tethers loosened. Schools are racing to the finish line, and soon our lives will follow the arrhythmic beat of Summer’s drum. Memorial Day marks…

Nature had finally shed its woolen gray overcoat.  Redbuds were blushing in the cast of a fuchsia glow while Magnolias burst forth tufts of cotton candy blooms.  Spring bulbs imparted pops of color in a landscape that had languished too long in the mired and dreary Spring weather.  Things were about to change,…

The landscape’s golden aura is beginning to deepen and caramelize into blazing oranges, fiery scarlets and smoky purples.  Autumn is not solely a feast for our eyes but engages all the senses.  From the distinct smell of newly fallen leaves moistened by dew to their smoldering remnants.  From the rustle and…

The weathered stone was cool and smooth, flocked here and there with moss, its jagged edges softened by the elements and constant patter of traffic.  Flanked on each side, the perennials began to crowd the path, decked in seasonal splendor and hue.  Their blooms perfumed the air and extended towards…

The satiny gray sheet of Winter, once unfurled and perfectly draped, has begun to wrinkle and bunch as Spring tugs at its corners, releasing its drab cover.  Soon it will be folded and shelved until next year.  Spring is most definitely in the air.   Courtesy of ProFlowers, Community Outreach…

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 horizon, the gradient of color and light painted the skies…

  So, for the last 4-6 weeks, crews had been working diligently (I use that term very loosely) on Route 83.  It’s an annual thing.  You can almost set your watch to it.  What they were working on, I’ll never know.  As I said, it’s become a custom, like great…

I always thought of myself as a “big picture” kind of gal.  Before I can truly understand or appreciate something, it’s very important that I am able to visualize and conceptualize the whole.  Well, I thought wrong.  Sort of.  When it comes to landscapes, I was kind of missing the boat. …