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At The Watering Hole
It was surprising to me, the popularity of the old watering hole, just outside my kitchen window, when the temperatures dropped. I’ve had a cool little dripper device hooked up there, for years, which has brought a nice population of birds to entertain me, wet their whistles and satisfy their thirst. We had a impressive cold…
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Snow!
I’m easily entertained. Give me a little snowfall and I’ll be elated for hours. I’ll become the little girl from so long ago. The little girl who grew up on the best sledding hill in Prince George’s Co., Maryland. Other things take me back to my childhood. Bicycling does it too. But snow provides the…
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A Beauty Of A Berry
Color Me Disappointed Nearly all the time, when I create a blog, it is the result of research. I’m learning new things, right along with you. Tonight I learned that the bushes I am pleased with – being beautiful and native, are actually not native. Well, that certainly is a surprise! The Impostor Revealed The telling…
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Bears In The Forest
Sighting When I arrived back home after my hike this afternoon, I saw a moving blur of coal-black. The unmistakeable blur of a quickly moving bear, trying to avoid detection. I was approaching my front steps. He was quickly entering the woods. My two cameras that I carry with me, were at the ready, but…
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Brown Leaves All Winter
A Miniature American Chestnut? While hiking in Shenandoah National Park last weekend, I became baffled by a couple small trees that caught my eye. I was baffled because they looked very much like an American Chestnut tree, just scaled down to a child-size. The scallop of the leaf edges intrigued me, being so reminiscent of…
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Witch Hazel – Peak
Floral Display Not much is blooming now. About the only thing left putting on a show is the last of the late summer asters, with their lovely, soft lavender, diminutive petals. Tiny petals adding a comforting accent to the brilliant fall colors. Lemon Zest The last floral display of the year is the one I’ve…
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The Museum Of Autumnal Color
The Flatlands Over the weekend I was down in the flatlands. The truely flat lands of Maryland and Delaware, way out on the coast. The flatlands where there is not much going on tree-wise, autumn-wise. Just occasional farm stands filled with lovely orange pumpkins and garden mums. That’s autumn for the flatlands. While away,…
