Oldest Trees Reach Their Green Hope to the Sky

Do you remember the first time you noticed wild fire smoke in the atmosphere? For me, it was during the summer of 2020. Like so many others I found refuge from the pandemic in nature, spending afternoons hiking wilderness areas. It was during one of those hikes that I watched wildfire smoke drift in. The body cannot help but feel the distant destruction and grief as thick smoke floats through the air like a ghost. And so I ask myself these questions. How have I contribut

Sunlight, Snow and Ice On Faded Prairie Flowers Paints Their Second Bloom

A glimpse into Nature just doing its thing on a restless December day.

This Long Afternoon Passed with Bee and Butterfly Without Time’s Regard Often when I grab the camera and go out to take pictures, in...

Walking Chicago Streets A Little Drunk on Facades, Towers, and Shared Lore A new haiku and an older photograph taken several years ago on...

We walk together Exploring ancient landscapes Revived by wonder

It is a little like how we form friendships or any deeper relationship.

On the horizon Emerald and Prussian Blue Swoon, hold hands and dance

Frozen Redemption A Late Winter's Frost On Dried Wildflowers Echoes Notes of Future Blooms