April has brought tumultuous weather –  from the sweet taste of Summer to the tannins of a lingering Winter.  All of this drama is part of the beauty of an awakening landscape.  It’s Spring in the Midwest, folks, and there’s lots to celebrate, and bemoan, to be fair. It’s…

April showers bring?  What was it again?  Towers?  Hours?  No.  April showers bring intense Spring scours.  Yes, that’s a word, and yes, I had to look it up to make sure I was using it correctly.  Scours:  noun 1.  the action of scouring or the state of being scoured, especially by…

  April has brought tumultuous weather –  from the sweet taste of Summer to the tannins of a lingering Winter.  All of this drama is part of the beauty of an awakening landscape.  It’s Spring in the Midwest, folks, and there’s lots to celebrate. It’s no coincidence that we celebrated…

The water was utterly still, glass-like, and the deepening sky reflected off its surface as the fog rose slowly and tumbled towards the shore. The water made not a sound as the wind fizzled to a whisper, and the lake and the sky and the shore seemed as one, devoid…

Sloughing off the final olive-drab layers, downy-white flowers unfurled upon the Bradford Pear as the Redbud’s ethereal blooms cast a cheery glow unto the scene. Swelling buds and spring ephemerals dotted the landscape as the grass grew green and lush.  Nature was fully engaged. It’s no coincidence that we celebrate…

The water was utterly still, glass-like, and the deepening sky reflected off its surface as the fog rose slowly and tumbled towards the shore. The water made not a sound as the wind fizzled to a whisper, and the lake and the sky and the shore seemed as one, devoid…

Darkness slithered in like an unctuous serpent, enigmatic, noxious and malevolent.  It quickly suffocated the light and all that was good and decent.  Evil could be done in the shadows.  Trickery and thievery thrived there. In honor of Halloween, and all things cryptic, dark, and wicked, I offer you a frightening…

Sloughing off the final olive-drab layers, downy-white flowers unfurled upon the Bradford Pear as the Redbud’s ethereal blooms cast a cheery glow unto the scene. Swelling buds and spring ephemerals dotted the landscape as the grass grew green and lush.  Nature was fully engaged. It’s no coincidence that we celebrate…

Sloughing off the final olive-drab layers, downy-white flowers unfurled upon the Bradford Pear as the Redbud’s ethereal blooms cast a cheery glow unto the scene. Swelling buds and spring ephemerals dotted the landscape as the grass grew green and lush.  Nature was fully engaged. It’s no coincidence that we celebrate…

The water was utterly still, glass-like, and the deepening sky reflected off its surface as the fog rose slowly and tumbled towards the shore. The water made not a sound as the wind fizzled to a whisper, and the lake and the sky and the shore seemed as one, devoid…