The Earth Mother's light show as she said goodbye to Eighty Acres.

Don't need a lucky penny, horseshoe or rabbit's foot, because today I found a four-leafed clover on Eighty Acres. How very rare they...

The spider's silky circle is the Earth Mother's reminder that our lives will always come back to where our journeys began. It's life's...

Nestled within the Eighty Acres fence line grows the bittersweet vine. It's hanging globe shaped clusters of scarlet seeds are a favorite...

The Kubota tractor's engine was straining as it pulled the heavy load of firewood back home. For over thirty years family and friends...

After the storm, wet heavy snow held tightly to each tree branch turning Eighty Acres into a forest of old men with bent shoulders. As I...

In the quiet of night, the Earth Mother sprinkled rain drops upon the corkscrew plant's stem, As the early morning sun climbed into the...

Consider smoke as a metaphor for one's life. Whether it is smoke from a cigarette, camp fire or chimney, what begins in an orderly...

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...

On a hilltop near the corner of Eighty Acres, the evening sunset silhouettes the nearby city industrial park. Each year the slow and...

A rainbow like sunset provided a peaceful ending to another day on Eighty Acres. Thank you sun.

The hunters aim was true as the broad head arrow slipped through the early morning air at 270 feet per second. and found the shoulder of...

The trees on Eighty Acres have many voices, and they often speak to me as I wander under their outstretched arms. Sometimes their voices...