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

Two decades ago I discovered a roll of rusting barbed wire on Eighty Acres. I have taken numerous photos of this roll of wire, but none...

Winter on Eighty Acres and the Earth Mother carefully blends the colors from her palette. She paints the Red Pine's long and silky...

Before the Ring Necked Pheasant died it crawled under a brush pile on Eighty Acres. The bird's colors were a majestic collage of bright...

For over 100 days I walked by this foxtail mindless of her beauty and spirit. For just a brief moment this week, the early morning...

The hunters' guns have been set aside and now the deer face a new challenge of surviving the harsh winter ahead. Hopefully their fat...

Earlier this winter the Earth Mother sent howling 40+ mph winds to Eighty Acres. Like a heavyweight boxer the wind punched and jabbed the...

One month ago the Earth Mother painted Eighty Acres with the red, orange, and yellow colors in her crayon box. But her mood has changed...

Near the very center of Eighty Acres stands a very old giant maple tree. Her outstretched arms completely dominate the surrounding area....

Once each year the Earth Mother wraps herself in a brightly colored golden scarf. But seasons change and soon the golden scarf threads...

The Turkey Vulture slides gracefully through the early morning light on Eighty Acres. Our eyes meet as we silently acknowledge and...

After twenty six years of taking sunset photos on Eighty Acres, I continue to be awed by the Earth Mother's surprises, mysteries and...

Eighty Acres is in its Fall glory with the white birch framing the golden maple leaves. The Earth Mother is dressed in her coat of many...

Frost crept over the garden terrace early Tuesday morning and the dahlias went to sleep. The once vibrant greens, reds, pinks and...

1000 trees have been planted on Eighty Acres over the past 26 years. Now they frame the Earth Mother's sunsets for me and future...

While walking on Eighty Acres this week, I abruptly stopped, with my face coming within a few inches of this spider's web. The web...

Each day the sunflower stands tall, bold and chooses to turn it's head to the Earth Mother's sunlight. The sunflower does not seek the...

For several days, smoke from numerous western forest fires has brought blood red sunsets to Eighty Acres. It is then the Earth Mother...

Dancing and whirling she announces her arrival dressed in a gown of silky dark gossamer trimmed with red, orange and yellow buttons. She...

During a recent Eighty Acres evening stroll I came upon this Slug resting in my flower garden. I snapped this photo with my macro lens...