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...

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

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

Mid April and over a foot of new snow blanketed Eighty Acres. I believe the doe and I would agree. Enough! My 97 year old Swedish...

Seldom seen during the day, a scraggly coyote moves quietly through the snow on Eighty Acres. Coyotes are easily identified by their...

This week a foot of new snow fell on Eighty Acres and the landscape once again reminded me of the Paul McCartney and Stevie Wonder song...

The icicle's fate is sealed. Tomorrow as the sun climbs in the sky all her delicate beauty and colors will melt away. But tonight she...

The Earth Mother sleeps beneath her white quilt on Eighty Acres. But even while sleeping she continues to share her beauty by casting a...

A week ago, a foot of heavy snow fell on Eighty Acres. The woods became dark, foreboding, and cautioned me to only enter if I dared....

Henry Ford once said, "Chop your own wood and it will warm you twice." By my count you touch each piece of wood six times. Cutting:...

Skeleton-like trees silhouette the evening sky and say farewell to the end of another winter day on Eighty Acres. Thank you sun....

At 8:00 a.m. the first snow flakes appeared, swirled and quietly settled on Eighty Acres. For nearly 24 hours it snowed and when the...

There are over two miles of twisting treelined snowshoe trails on Eighty Acres. Tracks tell me I share the trails with deer, fox,...

Winter on Eighty Acres and the once bright pink, purple and red coneflowers have gone to seed. Frequently visited by bees, butterflies,...