While walking past the flower garden I overheard the Iris say, "with my delicate petals and pleasing colors, don't you think I am the...

I wonder why we so often walk past the forest ferns?. Maybe it is because they are shy plants and do not prefer the spotlight in the sun?...

Do not hide your beauty. Unfurl and let me hear your voice. Tell me your story. Your dreams. Your hopes. For much too soon your petals...

Over the past three weeks, this doe has bedded down just outside our bedroom window. She hides her fawn in the woods and for about 6...

Under watchful eyes, the mother doe nourishes her young fawn. The fawn will nurse on the protein rich milk 4-5 times each day, growing...

The young fawn's tottering legs couldn't keep pace with her mother's long strides and she stumbled and lay down in front of me on an...

Sounding like giant buzzing bumblebees, each spring hummingbirds announce their arrival on Eighty Acres. They begin their long migration...

Leafless trees silhouette the setting sun on Eighty Acres.

Happy Mother's Day! As a child I remember picking dandelion bouquets for my mother on this day. Mom always received them with such joy...

It was early morning and my steps across Eighty Acres were marked by foot prints I left in the heavy dew. It was a quiet, calm morning,...

Its mating season and the turkeys are on the move across Eighty Acres. As this Tom passed by my photo blind, it brought back memories of...

Another day ends on Eighty Acres as a trio of faceless pines are silhouetted against the evening sky. A peaceful moment to be mindful...

When a tree is under stress due to insects, bacteria, storm damage or a virus, the tree will protect itself by forming a burl. Some folks...

I have now lived on Eighty Acres for over thirty years and each spring some new treasure seems to surface upon the land. Over the years...

The maple trees are now in bloom and if you look carefully, you will find the Earth Mother's amazing helicopter seed factories are in...

This is the best time of year to discover whitetail deer antler sheds on Eighty Acres. Each winter the bucks drop their antlers and once...

After her heavy blanket of snow slowly melts away, the Earth Mother begins to awaken from her deep sleep. She slowly stretches her arms,...

On a recent cold and foggy night, the Earth Mother lingered over the land and gently placed rime ice atop each and every tree and plant....

At the end of the day, shadows grow tall and bold on Eighty Acres. Reaching out, grabbing and claiming ownership of the land. Each shadow...

After three weeks of being taunted and made to feel helpless by the polar vortex my soul was weary. But then one evening the Earth Mother...