Today I will see my world as a butterfly. I will fly close to the earth and softly alight upon a red daisy. I'll enjoy the flower's...

Near the heart of Eighty Acres you will find a bench. It was not a complicated building project. Simply an old picnic table board nailed...

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?...