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Our first snow of the season was really little more than a dusting. It was heavy and clung to the tree branches – as evident in the photograph above. Our second snowstorm was much more promising! It was bitter cold and so created a… Continue Reading “First Snowshoe”
I received a couple of comments about my previous post highlighting the carved log which honors the nature poet Seamus Heaney. My own curiosity about how these logs came to be transplanted into the Marsh-Billings-Rockefeller National Historic Park landscape led me to do some… Continue Reading “Artists in the Parks”
During our last hike at Marsh-Billings- Rockefeller National Historic Park, I came upon another interesting wood carving along the shores of The Pogue. Someone here at the park is obviously a fan of the Irish poet Seamus Heaney! This line is taken from his… Continue Reading “Poetry in Nature”
The Stone Harbor Bird Sanctuary inhabits several city blocks – sandwiched between 2nd and 3rd Avenues and running from 111th Street to 117th Street. The small building in the photo above sits at one of the trailheads and had the coolest, folk-artsy door painting!… Continue Reading “Bird Sanctuary ART”
For our Sunday road trip, we traveled to Marsh-Billings-Rockefeller National Historic Park. The forecast called for rain and high winds later in the day so we arrived at the park around 11:30 hoping to beat the weather and take a brisk walk. It was… Continue Reading “The Pogue”
The house we rented in Stone Harbor is just a block from the dunes, beach and marshlands of Stone Harbor Point. My daily walk included the nearly two-mile one-way hike (at low-tide) to the point – the southern most tip of the Seven Mile… Continue Reading “Stone Harbor Point Marshlands”
On All Hallow’s Eve Ushering in Winter’s dark We toast Fall’s bounty ~ Lynn Thomas Amber My engagement with the celebration of Halloween has changed over the years. I remember, as a kid, always feeling somewhat shy about knocking on someone’s door and asking… Continue Reading “All Hallow’s Eve Walkabout”
“Every leaf speaks bliss to me – fluttering from the autumn tree.” – Emily Bronte Walking along my Vermont gravel road the other day, I was focused on the leaves that had fallen to the ground lining the shoulder of the road and carpeting… Continue Reading “Falling Leaves and Lingering Color”
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