Common Ground
Nature is a great equalizer. I’d like to say that my keen eye spied these tiny hummingbird nests expertly camouflaged amid the boughs overhanging the meandering waters of a nearby wildlife refuge, but … Continue readingCommon Ground
Hiking and Flora in Western Washington
Nature is a great equalizer. I’d like to say that my keen eye spied these tiny hummingbird nests expertly camouflaged amid the boughs overhanging the meandering waters of a nearby wildlife refuge, but … Continue readingCommon Ground
Trudging up the frigid mountainside, my thoughts disquieted by the turning of a cruel human world, I could not help but eye the wan, winter daylight with a pang of trepidation at what tomorrow might bring. Near the summit, the last glimmers … Continue readingEve of Darkness
What cunning stroke could have split this boulder, yet left its halves stacked neatly ajar? From what larger rock had it been rent in an even earlier era? What inexorable forces severed it from its origin and bore it away … Continue readingTouchstone
At last, the listless woodland stream, spent by months of summer drought, fanned into a shallow lake, barely murmuring as it merged. At first glance, it seemed almost unremarkable. Almost. But here and there, flickers of movement … Continue readingRemnants
One must wonder whether wildlings appreciate the grandeur of their surroundings, apart from their innate connection to their world. This grouse and another hen
were foraging amongst the autumn foliage shortly before sunset ignited … Continue readingEvening Rapture
Perhaps I should have felt apprehension as these vultures swept about me, circling, dipping into the valley below, then swooping upward again, near enough that dark shadows crossed my path and I could hear the whoosh of feathers … Continue readingCrossroads
Good day to you, good day, Gray Jay!
What do you, can you say today?
Not like your cousins, not at all … Continue readingGray Jay
Slowly, a young blacktail buck works his way along the coastal verge, nibbling the tender shoots that spring into light where weathered spruce gives way to ribbons of dunegrass. Still lithe in body and bearing … Continue readingThe Wild One