Oh, how the perception of time changes over a lifetime. Right now, I feel as if I’m in a race against the ticking of the body-break-down and death clock. Which is actually two clocks. In two different time zones. Hopefully.
With too many things I want to do, I combine ingredients to formulate a recipe of what I can do: a Nature Journal.
It was one of those moments when I had to choose whether to get a wildlife photo and risk frightening the subject, or simply be present.
Audio recording of this content Winter is coming, or at least it should be. Temperatures here in Minnesota keep easing upwards into the forties to fifties (F), making winter seem like a faint childhood memory. But according to the calendar Winter Solstice is around the corner or here or already passed, depending on whether I…
Adoptees Speak Up “When we are young, before our first broken bone or chipped tooth, we romped with abandon and gave our all to every adventure. As life teaches us to be careful and to avoid pain, we become less reckless. As society tells us which behavior is “okay,” we monitor ourselves more and more,…
I had a different blog post in mind for today–an attempt at a soft horror story. But the piece needs more work, so instead, I have photos I took at the Anoka Halloween Parade. As usual, my skill at photographing moving targets while dodging people who step in front of me leaves much to be…
