The new year sidled in upon the snowy shoulders of our first winter storm.  Delicately laced trees rose above the downy blanket of snow that quieted and comforted the landscape.  It was, at once, beautiful and treacherous. Snow, for many,…

Delicately laced trees rose above the downy blanket of snow that quieted and comforted the landscape.  It was, at once, beautiful and welcomed. Snow, for many, is merely a nuisance. Although the aesthetics are undeniable, the beauty, for most, does…

  Bittersweet is the glimpse of gold that peeks through the green foliage.  Bittersweet is the feathery seed head that rises above the grass.  Bittersweet is the rush of cool air that foretells a new season.   Bittersweet is the…

The humidity enveloped the landscape, constricting ever tighter, until flora and fauna wilted. Breathless, lifeless, and defeated, Summer had officially arrived in all its oppressive glory.  Oh, and we have cicadas. Heat stress is a real thing and can adversely…

The snow began to melt and recede, like the ebbing tides, revealing islands of drab green grass borne of the dormant season.  Winter’s comforting blanket was unravelling, exposing it to February’s elements. Snow, for many, is merely a nuisance. Although…

Bittersweet is the glimpse of gold that peeks through the green foliage.  Bittersweet is the feathery seed head that rises above the grass.  Bittersweet is the rush of cool air that foretells a new season.   Bittersweet is the maturation…

Like delicate lace work, the snow adorned the trees and lay draped across the ground like a crisp white sheet.  Nature seemed quieted and comforted, no longer directly exposed to January’s elements. Snow, for many, is merely a nuisance.  Although…

Without so much as a warning or civic alert, the bombs began to fall.  Sparsely, at first, quickly ramping up to a barrage.  They fell with great velocity, unbiased yet fierce.  The driveway, lawn, roof, streets and cars – none of…

Feathery, glittery snow, like the downy, iridescent wings of an angel, fell silently as a sweet hush swept over the landscape.   The wind whispered tender secrets upon the air, suspended, drifting from one tree to the next. Snow, for many, is merely a…

Descending to the ground, like kamikazes, flocks of grackle came to feast on Autumn’s spoils.  Chattering and cackling amongst themselves, their mission seemed wholly successful, even celebratory.  Soon they retreated to the trees to plan their next attack. Acorns littered every…