Isi, Guardian
Isi leans against the mossy trunk and closes her eyes. Beneath the wind and water, she hears the forest’s deeper song—the roots speaking in a language few…

Isi leans against the mossy trunk and closes her eyes. Beneath the wind and water, she hears the forest’s deeper song—the roots speaking in a language few…

The cool mornings and seasonal temperatures have me in the mood for bright fall leaves, but sadly, our immediate area still doesn’t have many good examples. I understand some nearby areas have more colorful leaves, but I haven’t been out to photograph them. In any case, I decided to go back and post a couple…

The butterfly alights gently on Ruth’s hand. She sees her granddaughter’s eyes widen and thinks how brief such moments are—how quickly a child’s gaze can shift from wonder to distraction.

October – the month when the northern hemisphere’s wardrobe shifts from tank tops to cozy sweaters, pumpkins take over front porches, and supermarkets try to sell you 3.5 pounds of fun-size candy at a time. But what makes October tick, besides the ticking of haunted house clocks? So with a little AI help in gathering…

I lie still beneath the autumn leaves as their edges poke my chin. Their golden-brown cover muffles the distant voices.

I’ve dug back into the 50-year-old folder again to choose a photo for today’s post. A peek into history, one single moment in time and place. After arriving in Stowe, Vermont, I wanted to get some exercise, so I hiked to the top of Mt. Mansfield, Vermont’s highest peak at 4,393 feet. One early morning,…