How can it not be? People in New England are complaining about a long cold spring. I go out for walks in the woods and

I kind of relate to this tree outside my window. It fell over and is just resting there. “How ’bout I just grow while I’m

Can you see that these are shifts made from one image to the next? I was having trouble accepting the horse on the right on

Earlier in the spring, I thought to myself: you won’t have these gorgeous woods to yourself once it gets warmer and more beautiful out. It

I was out on walking dear Peaches on a day that was supposed to be rainy – and the sun was shining shamelessly – when

People are coming back to the lake after a winter away. I see acquaintances I know in passing, know well enough to smile and acknowledge

Earlier in the day – pre the time this photo was taken on a sweet woods wander – Peaches and I were walking on the

You hear people say: words are just words until you live them. And a word you hear a lot : fun.  You’re not feeling well?

Running horses? Relaxing? Is that possible? I was out walking in the woods. Walking. Not running. But watching Peaches run hither and thither. It had

Remember that stream that Peaches was trying to reach – was it only a week ago? Maybe two. And yes, she’s incredulous. Spring. A time