Spring flowers
autumn moon
summer breezes
winter snow:

With mind uncluttered
·  this is  ·
the finest season!

-Wúmén Huìkāi

Scarlet ribbons

Consistently outstanding autumn color in almost any year is delivered by maples of several species. Virginia creeper is as pretty and widespread, but in its entanglements, not usually so well displayed:

Parthenocissus quinquefolia

And the reds of poison ivy, Toxicodendron/Rhus radicans, are even more intensely saturated, due to shiny waterproofing—but tend not to […]

Low water

Same beaver dam as above, four years plus a very dry summer later. –More than one, in fact: as mentioned in this post, the current drought has accumulated for well (?) over a year, taxing the reserve capacity of even well-developed root systems. Old trees and shrubs are dying, and will be missed; likewise […]

Spirit of life

Breathing in, I calm my body. Breathing out, I smile. Dwelling in the present moment I know this is a wonderful moment.

–Thich Nhat Hanh, Being Peace

All that lives, on this planet, depends on oxygen to keep its metabolic fires alight. –All, that is, but the primordial and still vitally important […]

Separation is illusion

Speaking of ourselves


Two planets meeting face to face, One to the other cried “How sweet If endlessly we might embrace, And here for ever stay! how sweet If Heaven a little might relent, And leave our light in one light blent!”

But through […]

Bursting in air




From the supernal

to the surreal,

the mystical

to the concrete;



or desiccated


Solstice skies

Long, lazy days, just right for paddling about in a quiet pool (lower left),

dining in relaxed comfort with loved ones

“… afloat ‘twixt earth and firmament …”

and reflecting on transitions both vast and local:

(Aerial images courtesy of Dante and Daddy. Quote from William Tennant.)


April Fools’ has come and past

What’s missing from this picture?

This (before winter),

this (during)

and this (just after; all at about the same spot):

Delicate forbs frozen out, nibbled away and not yet re-emerged, ferocious nor’easters passed (we hope), and sintered drifts slowly yielding to higher sun and milder breeze. With a forgettable anniversary safely (?) […]

Chill life

Where once were green leaves

and flowers

will someday be again…

Frost bites


Till the fat bullfrog sings

Nearly four weeks past the calendric end of a winter that won’t, a few warm days have induced certain unwary shrubs into premature display. Now comes an ice storm—a mild one, that breaks few branches and imperils few travelers, yet enough to freeze fully opened buds into limp pink shreds when eventually they thaw. While […]

Things that go bump

Day and night, this area abounds with sounds of all sizes, shapes and axiological attributes, from burgeoning private-jet traffic and manic leaf-blowing to cheerful spring peepers and intimate mourning dove plaints, and from unsubtle thunder to the liminal whisper of careful footsteps in soft snow.

The howl of coyote packs—terrifying to our forebears and still […]

Sunset on winter

Just before the ice finally (?) leaves Farrar Pond for eight or nine months (maybe), a pleasingly late sunset illuminates reeds and weeds on a half-awash island

where, once fox and coyote can no longer approach, one or another species of water-bird may soon be nesting.