Tag Archives: Walks

Poem: The Beached Tree

There was a tree That stood upon the shore Defiant against the waves Of winter storm And summer gale. For years, I walked Below high-tide, Combing the rocks And shells For treasures. I would pass The tree, gray-green With salt-tinted … Continue reading

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Farm Life: Urban Signs of Spring

Last weekend, we headed into Washington, D.C. to see a couple of plays at Arena Stage (reviews to follow).  Though we had not planned for another annual event, it happened to be Cherry Blossom Festival weekend too.  And, the cherry … Continue reading

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Farm Life: Beach Farmer?

Farming is a year-round venture.  One might think that during winter, the equipment is put away, and the only tasks is to bring in wood to keep the wood stove burning hot.  My regular readers might also think that I … Continue reading

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Brown Sign: Lost River State Park, WV

A family friend’s son has come to the East Coast for college.  Having grown up in the western deserts, he was thrilled to see a four-season Fall this year.  We invited him to come out to our cabin in the Appalachian … Continue reading

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Poems: The Ocean in Every Shell

I have heard that with every step we take, we stir up the dust of dinosaurs decayed into their mineral compositions.

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Farm Life: Finding the Wild Life Outside the Wild Places

From my cousin’s inspiration, I have been more mindful on small walks around our forested home and gardens.  My regular readers have been enjoying the small discoveries of wild flowers, etc.  But, sometimes, we step outside our usual route and … Continue reading

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Poem: Empty Garden Seats

How picturesque the garden seats, benches and Adirondacks, placed in charming locations for walkers to smile at as they stroll through the neighborhood. But, why are they always empty? Have your even see them occupied, with a neighbor greeting you, … Continue reading

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