Bruce SieboldJan 91 minNight VisitorWhile I slept I did not stir as the snow gently fell upon Eighty Acres. For who can hear a snowflake fall? Flake upon flake falling from...
Bruce SieboldMar 7, 20211 minA Rich ManOn 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....
Bruce SieboldFeb 28, 20211 minShadowsAt the end of the day, shadows grow tall and bold on Eighty Acres. Reaching out, grabbing and claiming ownership of the land. Each shadow...
Bruce SieboldFeb 21, 20211 minPatienceAfter 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...
Bruce SieboldFeb 14, 20211 minRepaymentThe doe and her two fawns lined up in a neat row and patiently posed as I snapped this photo. I believe they were trying to be kind and...
Bruce SieboldJan 31, 20211 minSlow DancingAn isolated old oak tree stands tall atop a ridge on Eighty Acres. In the winter breeze she stretches her arms upward and gently sways...
Bruce SieboldJan 24, 20211 minMorning GreetingIt was an early snowy morning when the male cardinal stopped by the feeder for a sunflower seed breakfast. Three times our eyes met and...
Bruce SieboldJan 17, 20211 minSharingEach summer I delight in the morning glory flowers, as they twist, turn, and tie themselves tightly to the backyard arbor. Each winter...
Bruce SieboldJan 10, 20211 minWinter Reprieve Winter can be a series of personal struggles with cloudy, dark, and bitterly cold days. This past week the Earth Mother sensed our gloomy...
Bruce SieboldMar 29, 20201 minEarth Mother's PaletteThe Earth Mother has a kaleidoscope of colors in her palette. So one day just for fun, she asked a tall old cherry tree to share her...
Bruce SieboldFeb 23, 20201 minRunning From My ShadowTall silent shadows throw themselves across the Eighty Acres snowshoe trail. In and attempt to leave my shadow behind I quicken my pace....
Bruce SieboldJan 12, 20201 minThe Shy Oak TreesHave you ever noticed the oak trees are aways the last to lose their leaves? Maybe it is because oak trees are shy about undressing and...
Bruce SieboldDec 29, 20191 minOh My! You Caught Me.So you were wondering where all your black sunflower seeds were going? Well, I admit I have tasted a few. But it's winter and food is...
Bruce SieboldFeb 20, 20191 minSTORY UNTOLDUpon an trail on Eighty Acres, I discovered scattered woodpecker feathers. I stopped, knelt and tried to piece together this woodpecker's...
Bruce SieboldFeb 10, 20191 minSHED HUNTINGEach winter whitetail bucks shed their antlers. It's then I become a shed hunter on Eighty Acres. During the early spring, I spend...
Bruce SieboldJan 27, 20191 minThe Danger in TrailsWhen 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?...
Bruce SieboldJan 20, 20191 minPatienceLeafless trees, frozen ground and darkness covers Eighty Acres in January. No sunshine for several days. A grayness shrouds my soul. But...
Bruce SieboldJan 6, 20191 minInterrupted LunchFoxes are omnivores. They eat meat, such as rodents, rabbits and birds, as well as fruits and bugs. This red fox seemed a bit irritated...
Bruce SieboldDec 23, 20181 minFrozen in my MemoryDuring the damp cold night, the Earth Mother sprinkled hoar frost upon Eighty Acres. The frost hugged each stem, branch and blade of...
Bruce SieboldDec 2, 20181 minMelted SnowflakesHigh in the sky above Eighty Acres, snowflakes formed. Each flake chose its own path downward as it swirled, danced, dipped, and finally...