Halloween may be over, but a monster lurks and lingers in our midst. Our beloved prairies and woodlands are under attack. Highly invasive, non-native trees have decimated native perennials, grasses, groundcover and even trees. Sadly, the issue isn’t simply relegated…

Dripping with the scent of honey-drenched blooms, the branches bowed under the bountiful weight, as if curtsying to an eager and appreciative crowd.  The same could not be said for the neighboring evergreens. Winter scorch, thanks to an extremely cold…

June paints the landscape in flowers and foliage while she orchestrates a symphony in bird and bug song.  The long-awaited masterpiece of Summer has finally come to fruition, and as we bask in the artful glow, a few spoilers have…

The wind heaved a long and persistent sigh that rattled the leaves into an eerie whirr.  The limbs slumped and shirked in the suppressive heat and humidity as a few leaves became untethered and drifted towards the ground.  August had been unkind,…

We’ve slogged through June in hip waders amidst the persistent leaden, gray malaise.  The air largely unstable and ostensibly resentful, like a teenage girl scorned.  The few sunny days provided fleeting relief, but we were wary and suspicious, and we were right…

  The weathered stone was cool and smooth, flocked here and there with moss, its jagged edges softened by the elements and constant patter of traffic.  Flanked on each side, the perennials began to crowd the path, decked in seasonal…

So, for the last 4-6 weeks, crews had been working diligently (I use that term very loosely) on Route 83.  It’s an annual thing.  You can almost set your watch to it.  What they were working on, I’ll never know. …