Mulberry for the Fledglings

Dear Friend of my Heart, By the beginning of May the less elevated parts of the Dun Valley experience a … More

Garden’s Poetry: A Young Couple

It has been almost ten months since I last took the camera out, spending soft moments with birds and insects… … More

Night finds me awake… it has been this way for a long time… first it had been the tick-tock keeping … More

In the mountains… there are birds… that remind me… that there is freedom… and there is beauty… and I smile… … More

I look at you…and what do you do…you look at him…his story’s been grim…he looks at her…her life’s been a … More

Sometimes I forget the sweet pleasure of looking at birds and listening to their songs. A dear friend reminded me … More

Pebbles in a brook A brook in a forest A forest in a book The book begins to breathe Waking … More

Morning light. Sometimes you wake up mightily irritated by people who most love you. Expectations to get things done… and when … More

A dispute broke out between the fans of pink hornbills. There were two major views that claimed their minds. The … More