Tag Archives: spirits of place

Reaching Out

1. In spring the surface of an orchard pond is broken into circles as the trout begin to feed. It’s like a fantasy gifted by the kingbird in its flight– away to the pear tree’s pearly blossoms. In summer the … Continue reading

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Left of Nowhere

I’m looking at a blank page and wondering what to write about. I’ve been writing journal entries for 43 years, so you might assume I’d have it figured out by now. Most of the time my route comes naturally, but … Continue reading

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Puffball Daddy

In the Rambles custom of providing you with both provocative and traditional nature blogging (my best at any given time), I thought I’d try something new with “Puffball Daddy.” No, there won’t be any slambam thankyamam lyrics to absorb, just a Franklin poem with … Continue reading

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