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Pressed to find a new mountain trail
Several friends had told us about a mountain in New Hampshire that we’d never climbed before and so we thought we’d change that situation today. As we drove toward Jackson, there were occasional raindrops and I turned on the windshield wipers, but road conditions were good, thankfully. We could see in the mountains, though, that there was mixed precipitation and we promised ourselves that if…
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Above and Below: a few wonders from skyline
Grab a cuppa your favorite beverage cuze this is gonna be a long one. We haven’t taken a vacation in the past two years, but this past week changed that . . . thankfully. It was rather a last minute decision and the Wednesday evening prior to our Sunday afternoon departure found us booking places to stay and suddenly it felt real. And then it was. After a long drive, which we split up with a…
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Surprise Ending
Sometimes we follow familiar trails and other times we go off the beaten path. Well, sometimes we go off the beaten path along familiar trails. And other times, we just plain go off the beaten path because we’ve never explored an area before, and even then, we don’t exactly follow the intended route and part of that might not have been our fault for perhaps maps and blazes didn’t correspond. But…
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A Blooming Surprise
Two days ago we awoke to a temperature of 27˚ and the ground was covered with frost. And the Juncos flew into the yard. And so it seemed that autumn was turning a new page. But . . . the day before the frost, as I walked along a local trail, something tiny captured my attention and as I bent down, I realized that despite the fact that the leaves of this Low-bush Blueberry had shut down their…
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Bogging in Maine
What is a wetland? Basically, it is wet land! But more specifically, wetlands are often those transition zones between dry land and deep water. There are four basic types of wetlands, which can be broken into even more types, but let’s stick with the four: marsh, swamp, bog, and fen. Marshes are typically located along shores of rivers and streams, and even the coastline. Plus they can be found…
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Far Winde-a-Way Mondate
It’s been a while since I’ve written about a Mondate, and believe me, we’ve had numerous. And other dates during the week as well, but today found us exploring a new-to-us property that’s just too special not to share. And I think the owners would appreciate it. I know that we appreciate that M suggested this to us. She was spot-on correct that we’d like it. We’d been by a trail sign on the road…
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Ode to the RAIN!
It began in spurts, The rain that is. Starting with some drops on Tuesday,Followed by a few more on Wednesday. But today, much to our delight,we awoke to the drumming of dropletsupon our metal roof,and I couldn't resist heading into the woods. One Jack, or rather Jill-in-the-Pulpit,lay down its sweet headupon the wet groundas if to kiss the moisture gathered there. In a boggy section,it made…
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On the Cusp of Autumn
It occurs every year, autumn that is. But this year it hasn’t even started and already feels different. In the past week, My Guy and I have followed many a trail or waterway, both on foot and by sea, oops, I mean kayak on local lakes and ponds, and every offering has been unique. Some, such as this, being Brownfield Bog as we locals know it, or Major Gregory Sanborn Wildlife Management Area as…
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Beyond the Edge
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Lessons in the Shadows
The email arrived before 8am. “‘Morning. I have a dying/dead dragonfly. Perfect condition/appearance. Wonder if you could use it for your collection. No rush if so, I’ll keep it safe!” And so it was that this afternoon I drove to a friend’s house and received this gift. In the moment, I knew it was in the Darner family, but I wasn’t sure about it’s full identification. The amber wing color drew…
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My Artistic Path: one year later
It’s all Jessie Lozanski’s fault that a year after publishing My Artistic Path, I’m publishing the next layer of paintings and sketches. Until I shared a few with my sister this afternoon, I had no idea how prolific I’ve been in this department. That said, some didn’t make it off the drawing board. Or rather, they did, but ended up in the trash, or in a pile to be considered at a later point in…
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The Phymata Genus: Geniuses
You lurk in the midst Of Goldenrod flowersSeeking the right momentTo earn your given name. Mixing the color palateWith greenish-yellow, White and brown hues,You are well camouflaged. Small, yet bulbous eyesWatch with intensityWaiting for preyTo approach. Raptorial claws on muscular legsGrab, and then impaleThe victim’s bodyWith your short beak. Meal sizeIs of no importanceAs you’ll…
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My Flame for Black and Yellow Garden Spiders: a fire story
I’m back in the meadowy-field because, well, because of the Black and Yellow Garden Spiders and because of a brush fire on an extremely hot day last week. Looking back toward our house, with our neighbors’ woods to the left and ours to the right, it looks as though the Goldenrod goes on forever. Actually, there’s some Meadowsweet and a few Steeplebushes, and some other flowers in the mix, and…
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Zodiac Three: A Perfect Picture
The message arrived again for a boat trip, but this time the meet-up time was 5:30am, rather than 6. So I set my alarm for 4:00 in order to have an hour of quiet time to greet the day in darkness as I read and meditated and reflected and sipped coffee. It was still dark when I arrived at the Captain’s home and hopped into his truck, with the boat in the back. About ten minutes later we were in…
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Resurrecting the Resurrection
This afternoon I met a young girl, probably about seven years old, who patiently waited as her mother ran some laps on a local trail and because I’d just started to notice the exoskeletons of Dog-day Cicadas, one of my favorite summer insects (besides dragonflies, mind you), I started to point them out. At first look, she stepped way back, and told me they were too scary. They are. But then I…
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Ec-lec-tic
Not one to ever be bored,I follow my brainin a million different directionsevery day. Sometimes the thoughts are broad-winged,and even if I try to hide them,they catch upand stare me down. Other times they are quickand race through my headin such a mannerthat I can hardly capture them. And then there are those that are as small as a Spittlebugbut still worth consideringbecause everything…
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Walking My Thoughts Among Life and Death
People present me with cool gifts and yesterday was no different. First, I received an email from a friend asking if I could ID a bug she’d found on the ground following a quick but harsh storm on Wednesday night. And after I did so, she asked if I’d like it for my collection. Like it? I’d LOVE it. Look as those beefy legs. All meat on the femur and tibia, which give this insect a rather mean…
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