Right now, it’s pouring cats and dogs. And windy. But last night: the lake was the picture of peace. Just what I needed to greet

Is this my Aunt Hunter holding me now? asks Cecilia. And will I look over to see Aunt Lynn in a moment? Is this the

It’s been raining. It’s cold. We were outside too long. The pooch is done in. But I’m okay. I’m not done in. I’m coming out

I was just out taking Peaches for a walk up the little peak near me. I noticed a car parked at the entrance to the

How can it not be? People in New England are complaining about a long cold spring. I go out for walks in the woods and

I kind of relate to this tree outside my window. It fell over and is just resting there. “How ’bout I just grow while I’m

Can you see that these are shifts made from one image to the next? I was having trouble accepting the horse on the right on

Earlier in the spring, I thought to myself: you won’t have these gorgeous woods to yourself once it gets warmer and more beautiful out. It

I was out on walking dear Peaches on a day that was supposed to be rainy – and the sun was shining shamelessly – when

People are coming back to the lake after a winter away. I see acquaintances I know in passing, know well enough to smile and acknowledge