Unto the Hills

A century ago, John Muir asserted that “going to the mountain is going home” and that “wildness is necessity” for “tired, nerve-shaken, over-civilized people.” And doesn’t that last phrase describe us all even more now than then? When I was growing up in the Texas hill country, the words most often repeated at graveside funeral […]

Dancing the Hokey Pokey

Poking around Routt County, Colorado (shown above) last week, my husband and I ran across this chalked message on the sidewalk of the beautiful public trail along the Yampa River: It reads, “What if the hokey pokey really is what it’s all about?” When I read it, I laughed aloud. And maybe that is an important […]

From the Tidepool to the Stars

One cannot help but be in awe when one contemplates the . . . marvelous structure of reality.  — Albert Einstein A handsome dragonfly–a widow skimmer, I believe–is gracing my garden these days.  It has been much too quick for me and my camera; dragonflies are such excellent fliers that aviation engineers research them hoping […]

A Bouquet for My Mother

Prickly pear cactus blooms always remind me of my mother.  They seem to flower here in the Texas hill country around Mother’s Day every year, and they’ve been coloring the landscape with their sunny faces this week: After I became an adult, when I would visit my mother–before she started the long Alzheimer’s decline toward […]