In the dimming light of approaching dusk last evening, I walked down the steep hill from our house with the intention of collecting mail from our mailbox. At the base of the hill, I stopped in my trac...
With the threat of rain in the forecast, I tilled a patch of well-drained soil early this morning and planted a salad garden in it – spinach, Romaine and leaf lettuces, Swiss chard, beets, red onion...
This morning, while I ran on roads through woods and clearings, I was serenaded by the early songsters of the Nova Scotian spring dawn chorus – American robins, ruby-crowned kinglet, song sparrow, h...
Today I recalled walking our long access road through the woods to Balmoral Road fourteen years ago, my mind filled with nothing but an image of breakthrough. One doe on the lawn is what Vilis spotted...