The Loss of Innocence

We learn the story as children: how Adam and Eve ate of the fruit of knowledge and became afraid. They lost the Garden, where all life was perfect, and there was no pain in the world. A stronger metaphor for the loss of innocence in our lives can hardly be…

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Jizz

I originally joined the birder’s group to learn more about birds. I was having fun photographing them and thought it might be wise to know what I was taking pictures of. It turned out; the field work is during the winter months. Once a month, we go out in groups…

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The Many Faces of Fog

What a spectacular month October has been! Our unusually warm summer lingered on and on and gradually moved into Indian Summer. The occasional showers, plus cool nights followed by warm days, brought us frequent foggy mornings. And each morning the fog had a different quality to it. Fog has many…

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Simple magic

This morning, I awoke to fog. Not the soft blanket of fog that sometimes covers the fields until they warm to the sun, but a thick gray fog, enveloping all sight and sound. As I sat at my desk, journaling, a pale sun started shining through the fog. Its light…

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Fragility

“For years and years I struggled just to love my life. And then the butterfly rose, weightless in the wind. “Don’t love your life too much,” it said, and vanished into the world.” Excerpt from ONE OR TWO THINGS by Mary Oliver I watch the tiny, nut-brown Winter Wren, hopping…

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Simplicity and complexity

“For every complex problem, there is an answer that is clear, simple, and wrong.” H.L. Mencken When a friend recently quoted this to me, it stopped me in my tracks. I’m one of those people who likes to counter complexity with common sense. If a problem seems too complex, it…

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Summer 2016

I watch life emerging The young ospreys stretch their wings, testing them against the breeze, their destiny whispering in their ears. In the peaceful sunshine of my garden dragonflies dart across the quiet pond, their lacy wings glistening gold in the golden light. And fragile butterfly wings unfold Fluttering in…

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What matters

In a group of friends, we recently shared stories of our respective childhoods. We were all a bit surprised to find so many parallels in our histories. Tales of physical and emotional neglect or abuse. Sometimes to the person telling the story and sometimes to one of their parents. Tales…

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Plain talk on witnessing nature

I no longer take the trouble to answer, when a viewer comments, “Oh the poor little thing! Is he getting enough to eat? The other ones must pick on him!” The third chick at the Hog Island Osprey Nest hatched 2.5 days after the second one and is, therefore, slightly…

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Rhythm of Life

It took me a while to discern what the strange, crumpled object, dangling under the windowsill was. As I watched it make small, subtle movements, I realized it was a dragonfly, emerging from a nymph. Hours went by and, each time I went back to look, the contours of the…

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