Independence Day Stay Dance: ImproVerse Free Verse
catch the hot afternoon breeze
and spin
in
joyous pinwheels
on Independence Day,
as if to say:
“Welcome home, boy.
We’re glad you’ve come.
Don’t Roam.
My property in Northwest Georgia is covered with nature I don’t recognize. New flowers. New trees. New bugs. New birds. Things I’ve never heard, seen, smelled or felt before. It’s almost as if I can’t keep up. Is it possible that there is just too much to learn? Not to mention, it’s Spring, which means…
I confess: Nature’s Guys don’t know everything! Especially about the flora and fauna of Northwest Georgia, where I just moved. But this morning in mid-March, a whole bunch of birds’ songs hit my ears. And I’m curious: What ARE they? So we decided to start a new section of Nature’s Guys, called “What Is It?…
I used to take time to ground, to create, to think, to revel in nature. It wasn’t until I taught others how and why to do it that I realized: I’d stopped. Creativity is life, and I’d let myself die. No more.
There is no silence/ out here in nature, nor would/ I want there to be
Coming through the woods at about 8:15 a.m. today, I spotted what I think is a barred owl in a shagbark hickory tree. It was surveying the white crownbeard wildflower patch, before heading off to a higher viewpoint. Here’s the YouTube video. I also joined eBird, run by Cornell University’s Lab of Ornithology. Looks to…
Picking Redux: The Last of the Late Season Blueberries It was, they said, too late in the season to find even the last of the late season blueberries. For weeks, pickers and birds had scoured the field for the small, blue bursts of anti-oxidants and health and taste. OH! The taste! Our house chef was…