Relections of endearment… to all our beautiful creatures, outdoors.
A dedication ~

During the winter season here in the North Country I feed the birds. It seems a kind gesture and I enjoy their company. In the process I have also learned a bit about the nature of my feathered and furry friends who visit my dooryard daily and like in all species of living things, there are a few bullies in the mix. Read more…

This is a short story of my experience with a very special bluebird.

All about noisy bird.

Blue jay.

Nature poetry describing shade in the summer.

Nature poetry.

Mazotoichi™ "Perception is whatever you want it to be."

Sorry to have been away so long: I am now done with my finals. The following is a sestina-form poem, which means that the pattern for the final words of the six lines of each stanza is 123456-615243-364125-532614-451362-246531. The pattern is quite simple once you see it. Enjoy.

Teaching for children.