Waiting

. In the clear cold of a December morning, as a last leaf gently floats down from a branch reaching high toward blue sky, while below water battles ice for rule over silver ribbons that mark now too obvious wooded ravines, and a piercing sharp sun leaves behind deep shadows exposing naked trees and fading leaf covered hillsides, the land quietly waits for a…

No Expectations

. Walking in the wood’s morning stillness, . on late autumn fallen leaves that recent rain left damp with saturated color, . as kinglets with their quiet sounds teased flitting from branch to branch never pausing quite long enough, . I found myself with no expectations content to listen to the voice of the day. . *** Thanks for stopping by.

Bees and Blue Jays

It started with report of sightings at other nearby locations so we thought we’d check out Griggs Park to see if we could spot any Yellow-throated Warblers. Sure enough there they were high in the tops of various Sycamore trees too far away for a photograph but visible through our binoculars. . We waited for a while hoping one would descend from the treetops but…

Spring Wildflowers? Battelle Darby Creek Metro Park

The whole idea was to look for early spring wildflowers at one of our favorite Columbus metro parks. As you’ve probably remember us mentioning in the past, one of the good or bad things about looking for very small flowers hiding in last years leaf litter or in amongst other much larger plants is that you find other things, usually trash, but sometimes something very special, something you’ve…

“Black Lagoon” Crayfish and Things Eating Things

Well not exactly the Black Lagoon (recalling a movie from childhood), but while I was in Michigan fishing my wife continued to explore the areas around our home in central Ohio. One morning between heavy rain storms she observed some rather interesting behavior by the local crayfish population in Griggs Reservoir as they gathered along the shore and then partially crawled out of the water. We…

Devoe Lake’s Summer Gift

Every summer for the last number of years in the company of friends I’ve made a fishing pilgrimage to the Rifle River Recreation Area in Michigan. On this year’s trip, like most recently, many  fish were caught and released. Only six hours north of our home in central Ohio, it’s a special place where nesting Loons can be seen. While paddling it’s not uncommon to have one surface nearby or to…