This morning, the world is green and peaceful. Birds are busy looking for bugs. A squirrel chases a bluejay up the maple tree. Sunlight warms treetops. Nature is at rest this morning. Yesterday, parts of Arkansas south of here and parts of Oklahoma were bombarded with giant-sized hailstones which did a lot of damage. All […]
Jan 23, 2023
A Winter Night
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Backyard bushes, robbed of summer’s greenery, stand bare and gray in the winter night. The birds don’t mind. When moonlight silvers the yard, they crowd deep into the thick twigs, twittering and chirping, content to be hidden by darkness and their stubbly cover. A few wild forest creatures slip into the yard. A raccoon, a […]
Nov 10, 2022
Yesterday
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Yesterday, I looked at my yard, leaf-cluttered and a bit dejected. Flowers had bloomed, pumpkins had sat, now things needed to be readied for a new season. The summer things had earned a well-deserved snooze in garage and storage building. So, I set to work. When I’d finished, lawn ornaments were stashed, empty flower pots […]
Jun 29, 2022
A June Morning
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It’s hard to believe that June is nearly gone. Summer is well and truly here and it’s watering time for the plants. The birds, I’m sure, are grateful for full bird baths, and the morning glories are climbing the trellis put in place especially for them. Speaking of trellises, A couple of years ago, I […]
Jun 9, 2022
Summer Nights
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There’s a mystery about the soft, summer night, just after the sun goes down, before full darkness tiptoes through. Leaves stir with a passing breeze and flowers lift their heads to feel one last ray of the sun’s warmth. The rabbit who lives under my storage building gives last minute instructions to her nest of […]
Jun 8, 2022
Murder or No Murder?
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So, did I see a squirrel murder a baby robin yesterday, or did I not? I glanced out of my window and saw a squirrel running erratically across my neighbor’s lawn, sort of zig-zagging. I could see the grass move in front of him, so it looked like the squirrel was chasing something on the […]
