Tag Archives: Year 2
A Tribute to the Summer That Was
Air so crisp you can taste it, a big orange harvest moon, looking for all the world like a giant pumpkin rising in the eastern sky, the setting sun lighting the neighbours’ maple bush in soft glowing shades of gold … Continue reading
Of Butterflies and Bicycles
On a sunny day, early last month, as I was cycling into town, I witnessed a most remarkable event. A monarch butterfly lay dead on the road. What caught my attemtion was a second butterfly that flew down, hovered for … Continue reading
Artists in the Garden
Today was a very good day. The community garden at Fleming College hosted artists in the garden. Guest artists set up the most beautiful paintings, pastels, sculptures, sketches and photographs among the garden plots, then described their styles and media … Continue reading
A Day in the Life
Six-forty five A.M. Oh no! I overslept. If i hurry I can still get back on schedule, but there’s no time to waste. First, dogs and cats have to say, “Good morning,” then go out to start their day. Thank … Continue reading
A Pledge to the Future
The second of our three ancient elm trees is dying from Dutch elm disease. It is fighting to live, but as with all of us, death is inevitable. This tree has stood for around 150 years. It has watched as … Continue reading
A time of gathering in and taking stock
The mornings are quiet now that most of the birds have flown. Actually this process has been happening ever since early August. Even though the crickets and night peepers still hold their nightly serenade, I miss the birds’ way of … Continue reading
The Greatest Gift of All
Morning dew shimmering expectantly on garden leaves awaiting the sun’s first kiss, rooster crowing as he struts about in the pen, families of swallows catching their breakfast together, hundreds of birds singing in chorus to the new day and everywhere … Continue reading
The Future in the Palm of Our Hands
A baby sparrow, too young to fly, fell out of its nest, high in the eve of the barn. I found it in the morning as I was letting the horses out to graze. There was no way to return … Continue reading
Those Captivating Kawarthas
I sing of birds and gardens, trees and lakes, of the earth itself and the morning sun rising through the mist. Is there any sight more beautiful than families of swallows swooping and diving in intricate patterns as parents teach … Continue reading
All that Jazz
Horses rank among nature’s most beautiful creatures. When they gallop across a field it is as if the wind had taken form. Even more, this external grace is matched by an honest, generous personality with the capacity to teach us … Continue reading