All is still. Then you hear the breeze. You hear it before you see it, and it's felt before it's seen. Somewhere in the distance, in the treetops back behind you. Moments later, off to the side and up the trail, you notice the smallest of branches and leaves in the thinnest of saplings begin... Continue Reading →
Sitting still in the middle of the field. One tree South of me making a racket, letting the world know that there's a breeze blowing. A million leaves flapping in unison. The grasses and flowers are going to seed, covered in dew, sparkling and billowing. What few clouds move quickly along and the sun shines... Continue Reading →
There be beavers in Salt Creek. He found evidence as he was ambling along this past Saturday. Downed trees and stumps chewed to a fine and tapered point. Another tree, still standing, which was a work in progress. Where they make their home is anybody's guess. He didn't see a lodge, but he didn't spend... Continue Reading →
To Deet, or not to Deet...is not really the question, but to suffer the nuisance of roving bands of mosquitoes, or dowse yourself in chemical repellants, is at least a matter for consideration. Actually, it’s an absolute imperative, and walking into the first leg of our three day adventure into Michigan’s Porcupine Mountain Wilderness State... Continue Reading →
8/21 Into the woods with the family. Willow Springs Woods in South Cook County. First time here, and I’m learning that it’s important to go and scope these places out ahead of time, or else you find yourself wandering aimlessly trying to decide on a place to sit. Which was what happened my first morning... Continue Reading →
"It is in the wilder spaces, of scrub and deadfall, where you'd rather not tread. In these places you find wonders." - We must balance our need for order with the natural order's need to be wild. "…skimming the leaves atop the understory…(birds)" Small flocks of five to seven chickadees chatter and fuss and pursue... Continue Reading →
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