I was headed out to a new campground in the National Forest, but I did not like the area. It was in a valley that would have been beautiful at one time, a time long ago before it was logged to death. Where there was once splendid rainforest, I saw a patchwork of regrowth at…
Hard to believe I have gone from the quiet woods in FL to living near the border in NM with a fun bunch of elders. Likewise, difficult to imagine being too busy to blog! This fluctuation seems to be my future – moving between quiet, reflective settings and a community of like-minded social folks who…
I understand now why magazines and organizations present a Person of the Year, Best Movie of the Year, Best Book of the Year, Best New Musician and so on. These nominations give us something to write–or read–about on dark, cold winter nights when cabin fever begins to freeze body, mind and soul. Thus far, I…
I continue to read and listen to John Muir’s books. Although he sometimes lingers too long describing rock formations or reciting scientific names of the wildlife and flowers, when he focuses on his adventures in the wilderness, especially his interactions with others, I am captivated. I also enjoy reading about his nature-based spirituality. Muir found…
Back at home, life returns to normal. As always after a storm, the sun shines a bright white light and the sky reflects a clear blue. Melting snow drips through the downspouts. Eurasian Doves wrangle with leaves and twigs beneath the snow, looking for a tasty tidbit. A few Sparrows return from their storm shelters…
Well, I arrived in Cheyenne before the storm. By bedtime the snow fell lightly, in the morning the PT was covered, and temps sunk to 9 degrees! I did a bit of “slip sliding away” while driving today, but nothing serious. I checked the highway cams along I-25 back to Wheatland, and the roads were…