Seasons

This is Bruce.  He is a tree – a mighty Oak, nonetheless.  He is magnificent and statuesque.  He is wise and witty.  I’m sure there are times Bruce is simply not in the mood to listen to me prattle on.  I’m sure there are times he would like to throttle me…

  Restrained by Spring’s lunacy, the landscape could not seem to free itself from the cruel and unseasonable shackles of April’s imprisonment. Soon, the restraints will release, and Spring will once again be liberated.   And as the temperatures warm and the landscape awakens, there is yet another potential hindrance lurking that would like…

  The trees bore the unseasonable snow like delicate lacework while Spring flowering bulbs shirked the frosty assault.  Nature’s apparent cruelty and confusion would not sully the efforts of a landscape ready to burst with life and renewal.  Instead, Spring stood stoic and unflappable.  A minor set back, amongst seemingly many, but Spring…

  The Daffodils seemed to stall in the regrettably frosty air.  Burgeoning buds appeared deflated, and the stunning lack of green and warmth grew increasingly depressing.  The promise of Spring felt distant as April earned a well-deserved time out.   Every Spring is different.  Every year I complain.  Will Spring ever really…

  “Pull back the frosty veil of Winter to reveal the virginal face of Spring.”  -Kim Sweeney   It’s official!  Spring is here!  Gardeners rejoice as the warming sun and longer days have catapulted the landscape into the season of renewal, anticipation and verdant beauty.  Early Spring offers a valuable glimpse…

  The wind had whipped the clouds into a dense froth, and the sun flickered wildly through the fissures.  Soon the sun had dimmed, like a dying light bulb, before being swallowed up whole by the menacing sky.  A Spring tempest had arrived, bringing a mixed bag of rain, sleet and snow….

  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 to forage and romp.  The landscape had come alive and intimated a welcoming narrative…

Like the receding tides, the snow melted to reveal a bruised and battered landscape.  The frozen ground couldn’t possibly absorb the melting snow and unseasonable rain, making for quite a soggy mess.  February is a fickle lass indeed, but she has given us our first peek at the landscape below.  …

  The fiery tones of sunset cooled into a silken, purple twilight that befell and enrobed the land in sweet, calming nightfall.  The stars glimmered and danced in the cloudless sky as if dangling from the tree tops, and the snow pirouetted upon the frosty breeze.   A romantic time of…

  Drifting, dancing snow swirled wildly upon the wind, suspended momentarily before falling to the ground.  The great hardwoods sluffed and shuddered the fleecing while the evergreens donned it with style and panache.  Their mighty boughs bore the weight both beautifully and pragmatically.   Evergreens not only provide much-needed color and aesthetics in…

  Suspended, like an oversized yoyo, the moon seemed to bob just above the horizon – glowing and golden.  As evening melded into night, the moon raced across the sky towards dawn, shrinking in size and fading in color as if it began to freeze and ice over.   Today, January 31,…

The clouds stacked up like mountains, pretending to be more permanent structures in a temporary sky.  A very reflection of nature itself.  Constantly changing, constantly amazing.  And Winter is no different. Winter can be a brutal but beautiful season, chiseled from marble, dramatic yet austere.  In addition to its unique aesthetics, Winter…