Nature Blog

Falling Into Place

I watch as baby spiders make their way across the yard on long webs blowing in the wind. The tiny dots rise up and down, just flowing in the sunshine, careless and free, waiting to land somewhere, anywhere, and make a home.  They land on the fence, in the grass,

What Grows in Quiet Places

This coming week, it will mark the first time I’m not returning to school, as a teacher or student, since my kindergarten days in 1984. Forty years of school; forty years of first days, backpacks, shoes, clothes, that smell. Late summers in my childhood included trips to Kmart, Bradlees, Caldor,