Winter is beginning. Leaves are still drifting down to texture the forest floor with fascinating designs. Looking down we can find a lot more than just brown leaves.Oddly blotched green leaves appear in patches here and there only in winter. … Continue reading →
The Pocomoke River and connecting creeks and lowlands are flooded after days of heavy rain. It happened in the summer of 1989 and we thought that was the ’50 year flood’. Then my home and studio were isolated when damaged bridges … Continue reading →
It seems as if the March winds blow the little goldfinches to our corner of the forest. They arrive in flocks, chirping and singing their twittery songs as if excited to find our feeders and birdbaths. he males have barely … Continue reading →