Like a receding glacier, Winter withered and melted, leaving behind a scarred and battered landscape.  Its tenuous grasp was loosening, and its legacy becoming more apparent, but March would surely deliver us unto Spring. Spring officially arrives March 19th,…

  The landscape lay waste to March’s warm arrival and took on a most pathetic look. Yet life was beginning to sprout, and with it, winter damages made themselves apparent. As the landscape below the mounds of snow began to…

The landscape lay waste to February’s warm arrival and took on a most pathetic look.  The once beautiful, pure white blanket of snow had been reduced to the dirty, grungy spoils of a Winter warming, but that wasn’t all that remained in the receding snow. As the…

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…

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…

The air was silken and sweet as the velvety curtain of dusk fell, and the few, frothy clouds seemed to dissipate in wake of the sterling, shimmering stars.  It was neither chilly nor warm.  It simply was, and it was beautiful. Frankly, it’s…

On the frayed edge of Winter, we wait.  Spring is just days away.  We are hopeful.  We are spirited.  Winter seems, now, like a distant dream, and we are forward-looking and thinking, but could it be?  Could the baton be…

March is the month that delivers us and our weary landscapes to Spring’s front door.  Time will tell if the welcome mat has been unfurled, but the calendar promises its prompt arrival on the 20th. Spring seems awfully distant at the…

No other season mimics the intensity, color, and glow of a sunset than Fall.  Its distinct look is matched only by its sound, smell, and feel.  I love to open the door and find my welcome mat has been replaced…