Old Man Winter has finally arrived to the Chesapeake Bay. While just the day before was filled with snow flurries, temperatures below freezing set in overnight. Heading on a birding walkabout, the high winds following the storm kept the birds hiding, and the small marsh ponds at of […]
The world surrounds us. Beauty is found not only in front of us, but also behind. Turn in circles and you’ll be amazed at what you see.
A charming little hummingbird can not be better described than as a wood nymph. These little darlings can be found in the lowlands of Costa Rica on both the Caribbean and Pacific coasts. Hope this little one finds you in good spirits and ready for a fresh start […]
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SENTINELS, by ROSE PARKWOOD Oh line of trees all dark and green Like stately sentinels you stand — God’s mystery to the world you bring, God’s presence to the land! So straight and free, So still and dark, God’s sentinels you stand. Your leafiness makes one forget The […]
Sonnet 73 by William Shakespeare That time of year thou mayst in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruined choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou see’st the twilight of such […]
The sloping landscapes of the Shenandoah mountains, come in many different colors. Green, yellow, orange and purple, these majestic mountains sing in beauty. Ray Charles’s rendition of America the Beautiful is the most soulful and heartfelt tribute to these Purple Mountain Majesties. Click on the image above and […]
And the trees began to change. Like all things, nothing stands still. Nothing remains the same. Not the earth, not the sky. It all evolves, becoming something new.
I’ll plant and water, sow and weed, Till not an inch of earth shows brown, And take a vow of each small seed To grow to greenness and renown: And then some day you’ll pass my way, See gold and crimson, bell and star, And catch my garden’s […]
Peacocks By Rose Fyleman (1877-1957) PEACOCKS sweep the fairies’ rooms; They use their folded tails for brooms; But fairy dust is brighter far Than any mortal colours are; And all about their tails it clings In strange designs of rounds and rings; And that is why they strut […]
