My younger brother was my best man at our wedding, but the fog has captured his mind and he now resides in a memory care unit. A...

Each dawn and dusk the battle between day and night takes place. From east to west, each side struggles for control. Each side knowing...

Hi!. I'm Tom the turkey. Take a good look at me. Come November and Thanksgiving, I'll be hiding and you won't find me strutting across...

Due to the deep snow and cold temps deer are exploring every type of food source available. Pictured above are an adult doe and yearling...

A brutal February blizzard with twelve inches of snow and wind gusts up to 40mph pounded Eighty Acres. Drifts made the roads impassable...

Let me introduce myself. I was born on Eighty Acres and am now nine months old. This is my first winter and my mother told me we set a...

Upon an trail on Eighty Acres, I discovered scattered woodpecker feathers. I stopped, knelt and tried to piece together this woodpecker's...

Each winter whitetail bucks shed their antlers. It's then I become a shed hunter on Eighty Acres. During the early spring, I spend...

How often have we walked past a simple pinecone laying upon the ground? Why do we become blind to the beauty in the ordinary? Next time...

When and how was this path created on Eighty Acres? Was it simply an old cow path? A deer trail? A loggers road cut through the woods?...

Leafless trees, frozen ground and darkness covers Eighty Acres in January. No sunshine for several days. A grayness shrouds my soul. But...

The early morning sun highlights the wings of an adult bald eagle visiting Eighty Acres. In 1963 the bald eagle was on the Endangered...

Foxes are omnivores. They eat meat, such as rodents, rabbits and birds, as well as fruits and bugs. This red fox seemed a bit irritated...

During my daily walk on Eighty Acres I was fortunate enough to encounter this doe. We both froze in our tracks. I was downwind of her,...

During the damp cold night, the Earth Mother sprinkled hoar frost upon Eighty Acres. The frost hugged each stem, branch and blade of...

Just published. Seasons on Eighty Acres. A compendium of photos taken over 27 years that celebrates the Earth Mother's many moods and...

Just arrived! "Seasons on Eighty Acres". Over 120 pages of my favorite photos and stories celebrating each season of the year. A great...

High in the sky above Eighty Acres, snowflakes formed. Each flake chose its own path downward as it swirled, danced, dipped, and finally...

Is sepia a color? It has been explained to me in a variety of ways. Kinda brownish, tan, cinnamon, nutmeg, rust, reddish brown,...

Evening sunlight touches the tall grass on Eighty Acres. Like a mop of unkept hair or an old man's beard, the wind rustles through the...