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The Other ‘Days Between’

The week between Christmas and New Year’s is always a bit untethered. I take this week off from work to spend with my kids and face it down with no expectations at all. In fact, right now the only thing we’ve got planned out is a trip to Vermont tomorrow. Another fact: I didn’t knowContinue reading “The Other ‘Days Between’”

Six From The Heart

I spent this weekend in the woods – submerged in the ether. Fall is always a special time for me to get out in the out there, but this year came on extra strong and having the ability to get away for two days right when the leaves were hitting their stride was nothing shortContinue reading “Six From The Heart”

Eden’s Shore

Most people see Spring and Summer as the ideal time to have an adventure in the great outdoors. Spring? YES!Summer? Not so much… This morning I woke up and it was 45 degrees before the sun crawled over the mountain. It’s only 48 now with the sun in my eyes – and all I wantContinue reading “Eden’s Shore”

Spur of the Moment: Turtle Creek (no editing)

Winter birdssing spring songsCelebratingdays beforewhen it was warm…Like springin winter. The banks of the riveredged in ice.Frozen boat rockscreek louder thanthe bird song. It’s still winter.Very much winters My thought are warmbut I should have worn gloves.

It’s not too late…

The thing about fall – especially, if not exclusively – in New England is that it’s the perfect time to get lost and found – a time to immerse yourself in all of it and let it guide you through without fuss or a set goal in mind. Whether you get into the witchyness ofContinue reading “It’s not too late…”

Fiddleheads (or lack there of…)

There’s a few specific areas on the mountain where you’re guaranteed to find your fill of fiddleheads this time of year. They pop up from beneath the leaves under the canopies about three weeks after the peepers make their presence known. I say this with confidence as I’ve been harvesting fiddleheads this time of year,Continue reading “Fiddleheads (or lack there of…)”

Queen Cardinal: Magic In Hierarchy

The birds in my backyard, in winter, are magical. I don’t mean that there are some weird Harry Potter birds soaring around back there – but for what’s showing up at my bird feeder, the amount of them, and the way they work together – it has to be magic; unless birds are way moreContinue reading “Queen Cardinal: Magic In Hierarchy”