There’s proof that flowers make us happy – it’s in our DNA! Check out some beautiful blooms and get happy yourself.

A gallery of beautiful hibiscus to remember what it’s like when it’s not the dead of winter, and a poem about hibiscus dreams and springtime memes.

An open reflection in prose form on the hopefulness factor of celebrating the new year, illustrated by numerous species of shorebirds with a seemingly collective sense of peace and purpose.

The sky in Bay St. Louis is luminous, intoxicating, and just can’t take a bad photo, so I wrote a haiku to honor it.

A haibun about haibun and fall colors, in response to a prompt from D’Verse Poets’ Pub.

In winter, leafless trees frame the landscape or cityscape, delicate and lacy while at the same time sturdy and lasting.

It’s a bright, shiny new year. What will we do with it? Instead of resolutions for New Year’s, a focus word (or two).

A family of geese came and went, causing us to worry about predators: gators and eagles and hawks, oh my!

Walking is like a photosynthesis activity for us, an absorption of what’s out there to help us grow and stay healthy within, and also a process of shedding mental toxins.

These images are from a photo safari I undertook this week in Jefferson, Colorado, in between intense empathy and hand-wringing.

I’m fascinated by the dandelion; such a temporal thing it is. Transient, and yet tenacious, it grows, blooms, morphs, and flies away, above the fray, to plant seeds (and a new life) somewhere else.

Nature is a natural antidote to down days.

Boreas Pass in central Colorado is scenic, lovely, unspoiled and a call from nature to join her.

The Glover Gardens blog is back after a hiatus, sharing the positive outcome after we decided to Get On Up.

Frogs can and do freeze, including their hearts, and then thaw and get right back to living their everyday froggy life when it warms up. We’re doing the renewal pruning at Glover Gardens in our own efforts to get our green back.

We celebrate, honor and value birds, today and every day.

An article in the latest issue of The Shoofly Magazine beautifully captures the seemingly oppositional characteristics of nature and our relationship with it – peaceful but unpredictable, soothing, but sometimes dangerous – and brings back memories of falling trees.

A forgotten beauty showed its face in my backyard a few weeks ago, as this gorgeous walking iris woke up and bloomed for the first time in years.

Now is a good time for listening, and learning.
I hear you. #BlackLivesMatter

Winter will make way for spring, in many ways.