Scotio River today, Dublin, Ohio Smile O voluptuous cool-breath'd earth!  Earth of the slumbering and liquid trees!  Earth of ...

click to embiggen One of my favorite things to see, in my neck of the woods, is the Dublin Crew kids rowing on the Scioto.  They ...

It was November―the month of crimson sunsets, parting birds, deep, sad hymns of the sea, passionate wind-songs in the pines. Anne roame...

For men and women are not only themselves; they are also the region in which they are born, the city apartment or farm in which they...

There is a legend about a bird which sings only once in its life, more beautifully than any other creature on the face of the earth. From...

A Song on the End of the World On the day the world ends A bee circles a clover, A fisherman mends a glimmering net. Ha...

I always wondered, though, what the fathers felt as they drove up the street they used to drive down every night, and whether they r...

“I like places like this," he announced. I like old places too," Josh said, "but what's to like about a place like thi...

my vintage rosaries click to embiggen I'm not sure exactly how I contracted the passion for collecting, but the sy...

In a good bookroom you feel,  in some mysterious way,  that you are absorbing the wisdom  contained in all the books through your sk...

The Barn and the Down It stood in the sunset sky Like the straight-backed down, Many a time - the barn At the edge of the town, ...

Nails Aliens would render us useless if they sucked all our nails with some powerful magnet like a big vacuum sweeping...

abandoned barn, Dublin, Ohio, July 2011 click to embiggen Tall nettles cover up, as they have done These many springs, the rusty h...

abandoned barn, Dublin, Ohio (click to embiggen) There is something very nostalgic, mysteriously magical, so bleakly wondrous that dr...

Arranging a bowl of flowers in the morning  can give a sense of quiet in a crowded day --like writing a poem, or saying a prayer. ...

Mosquitoes love me.  They can't get enough of me.  And to make matters worse, they like to bite my face. Experts say mosquitoes really ...

This strange field of 109 eight foot tall concrete ears of corn is one of the landmarks in Dublin, Ohio, my neck of the woods.  It was crea...

click to embiggen We recently lost a majestic pine tree in a storm at Willow Manor.  It was most likely a tornado, that came literally s...

The Large Turf , Albrecht Durer, 1503 The Hawkweed Between the red top and the rye, Between the buckwheat and the corn, The ploug...

peonies, my favorite flower, after the rain, Willow Manor, May 2011 Flowers really do intoxicate me.    Vita Sackville-West Have a s...