Stories and poems.
When I was a child there were only a few plants that caught my attention. I didn’t see the trees for the squirrels. I wouldn’t look at the flowers for the butterflies. I regarded the grasses only as a place to play and hide. It wasn’t until I learned their names that many plants became interesting to me. Cattails were at the top of the … Continue reading Cattail
Moving from the moist moss forests of the Pacific Northwest to the high desert of Eastern Idaho. Continue reading Goodbye Washington, Hello Idaho
It was summertime, deep into July. I heard this haunting melody and was captivated. I wondered if we had a visitor from another world. With some help from a good friend I discovered it was the Swainson’s Thrush, a visitor in our woods for only a few months. The call is heard in the early morning and late evening, just when the sun in making … Continue reading Swainson’s Thrush
Our cat is a true horticulturist. He loves plants. Whether it’s the smell or the texture, Pearly everlasting, or Anaphalis margaritacea, is completely irresistible to Sprite. He rolled in it, sniffed it, rubbed it and was blissfully happy to be part of this lovely native plant. Who knew that nature has created another catnip? I see it blooming now in the ditches on the side of … Continue reading Pearly Everlasting
Fifty is a big number for me this year. It all started in 1964 in New York. Everyone was so excited for me, or maybe the World’s Fair? But I arrived and now it’s fifty years later. I’ve been thinking a lot about my new number. The number 50. It’s kind of fun being around for 5 decades, watching the changes within and without. Feeling … Continue reading My Top Fifty
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