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 […]
Mar 19, 2021
A New Day
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Morning slips in on silent feet, moving through drowsy trees, stirring a leaf here and there. Within the branches of a blue spruce, something, perhaps a bird, awakens. Darkness is slow to leave; the day is loathe to begin. At last, gathering the shadows around it like a cloak, the dawn glides away, yielding to […]
Aug 23, 2020
Who Goes There?
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Who comes through my yard at night When all is dark and still, When the only sound, for miles around Is the call of the whippoorwill? I’ve often wondered what animals amble through the yard under cover of darkness, maybe stopping for a drink at the bird bath? Nemo had an encounter with one the […]
Feb 19, 2020
Winter’s Wildscape at Night
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The bushes in my backyard, green and flowering in warm weather, become gray, drab sprigs in the winter. The birds don’t mind. When moonlight silvers the yard, they crowd deep into the thick twigs, twittering and chirping, discussing the day’s happenings, content to be hidden by darkness and their stubbly cover. A few wild, forest […]
Sep 15, 2019
The Mystery of September Rain
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The Mystery of September Rain What is it about a gentle rain that is calming, soothing, and better than a lullaby for putting a person to sleep? Rain dripping from leaves and eaves, thunder rumbling softly in the distance, September, tucking the world in, a soothing backdrop to sleep. Nighttime rain is comforting; daytime rain […]
