Realizing the ferns in my garden were full of spores, I decided to dry a leaf on paper, collect the spores and see if I could propagate ferns from them.
The beaches of the Outer Banks in North Carolina are full of ghost crabs. These small crabs dig holes in the sand and roam the beaches looking for just about anything to eat.
On a recent trip to the Blue Ridge Mountains I was able to enjoy the darkening sky with family. It was cool but not cold; still too early in the year for the mosquitos but warm enough to sit outside and enjoy the evening for a while.
Sometimes, when I’m able to get to the river at dawn, I’m rewarded with the simple pleasure of watching the river awaken.
Looking over the gunwale of my canoe I’m struck by the peace, quiet and stillness of the scene. My paddle, the clouds, trees and even power lines are all clearly visible in the slow, calm water just inches below me. Continue reading “A Simple Gift Over The Gunwale”