The field had to flood.
The pair had to trek through woods.
Risk brings blessed beauty.
Hi, my deep-rooted/ woods friends. I’m sad I’ve not been/ near. I’ll tread barefoot.
I thought lightning bugs/ don’t guide anyone, but then/ learned their real purpose.
The Northwest Georgia summer is hot. That doesn’t surprise me. I expected the weight of heat like an oven. What shocks my mind, not my system, is that August on the banks of the West Chickamauga is not as uncomfortable as I remember Wisconsin being. Mid-August growing up in Milwaukee when it was 99 +…
When planting gardens, / you shouldn’t confuse okra/ pods with Orca pods.
Yesterday, May 5, 2018, was a Big Day in birding, and it left me wishing I knew bird songs better. First, what’s a “Big Day”? If you’ve seen the Jack Black / Steve Martin movie “The Big Year”, it’s kind of like that. www.eBird.org organized a world-wide “Big Day”, where birders all over the world…
Folks look at my yard/ and see lots of grass to mow./ They miss wildflowers.