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Category Archives: Backyard Nature
SITTING WITH THE ENEMY
Someone in this photo is not like the others. Yes, this is a yellow jacket, head down in a honeycomb, side-by-side with hundreds of bees. I watched this scenario for a long time yesterday, with my butt planted on the … Continue reading
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Hops Tincture for Good Sleep and Less Befuddlement
I’ve been waiting to gather my hops blossoms, and I missed the peak period for picking because a huge unexpected wind storm sort of blew the peak right out of my flowers, but I am trusting them to be good … Continue reading
Gifts of the Season: Autumn
I’ve yet to step into the yard in the early morning, and sense that crispness in the air and in the light and shadow that speaks “autumn” to me in so many ways. But she is on her way. I … Continue reading
Chris and the Coop
I’m sitting on the floor of the duck coop, where I’ve taken Chris outside for the first time. We don’t have an adequate housing for her outside, so she’s been housebound for these first weeks. Bella, the muscovy, is sitting … Continue reading
Trust
It feels as if the world has tossed herself up into the air, fracturing into billions of intricate puzzle pieces, all of which are now drifting down among us, asking to be recast into a new picture. Amidst all the … Continue reading
God’s Refrigerator
I read a while back that the Dali Lama was stunned when he was told that people in the west suffer from the lack of self-love and acceptance. Since learning of this, he has said that it is vitally important … Continue reading
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Last Night I Saw Jesus
Last night, I saw Jesus. It was a sweet, uplifting moment that came with the dawn glow over our side fence. Here is the story of sweet Jesus: For the past year now, I’ve been feeding an unknown critter in … Continue reading
Death–the Final Frontier?
This winter, I decided to trim back even less of my garden when all the plants began their annual march from lush abundance, to spent sticks. As the palette in my yard shifted from greens to splashes of gold and … Continue reading
CARTER
The bare trees clatter their branches together in the strong east winds on this chilly morning. Gone now are the whispered conversations of leaves, the soft hiss of green grasses bending in a summer breeze. I always keep a handkerchief … Continue reading