A Matter of Focus

A Matter of Focus The lazy waters take a right angled turn.  Branches of white ash bend gracefully toward the water.  A flash of brilliant red—a male cardinal flies, lighting on branches across the water.  He perches 15 feet above the water, secure on his leafy bench, trilling to attract his mate.  I sit onContinue reading “A Matter of Focus”

A Woodland Sanctuary

As I walked the nature trails, I wandered off the beaten path.  Large toadstools nestled under a grove of blue spruce trees attracted my attention. Pushing aside branches, I walked fifteen feet, entering a small clearing.  The ground, carpeted with years of accumulated needles, felt soft beneath my feet.  A chorus of crickets broke theContinue reading “A Woodland Sanctuary”