In Pursuit of Wonder

Note: The following is a blog I wrote for the farm two years ago. It seemed fitting for my nature blog too. It had been awhile since I looked at the area we had burned this spring. The first thing that hit me was the stunning colors, red, maroon, deep…

There was a buzz of many voices filling the air as people talked and shared a meal at Eastside Park. There was a sense of excitement coursing through me as I ran back and forth across the green, cultivated grass, wet with a thick layer of dew as I played…

March 12, 2015 Spring arrived abruptly on Saturday (7th), though it may be a false spring. Wednesday night had been -10 degrees Fahrenheit and Saturday was at least 45 degrees Fahrenheit, by Tuesday it was 65 degrees Fahrenheit and sunny, night time lows around 40 degrees Fahrenheit. It was absolutely…

  Round, bright yellow, the sun was a glowing orb sinking over the western horizon. It went with a flash. Streaks of gold and orange spread out from it, reflecting off the few clouds in the sky. It was perfect in all its splendor. Like a painting, brushed by the…

There was a bit of a breeze today, cold, but fully sunny. Larry and I headed out on the marsh again. It was the first time we went out on a sunny day, the other two days were completely overcast. The sun glared off the snow. We were still exploring…

Larry and I set out to traverse another section of the marsh. As we were driving along, I got a good view of the snow laden prairie. It was fascinating to see the prairie in winter; I look forward to seeing it in the spring and height of summer with…

We had to walk through a soybean field to get to the marsh. Larry had a walking stick with him, made from fiberglass probably or something similar, he used it to tap on the ice to make sure it was solid. We stepped on to the ice, walking this area…

Sciurus carolinensis, the gray squirrel is the most common wildlife species in Minnesota. The gray squirrel is sometimes called bushytail because of its furry, thick tail. The fur on their backs is gray, though if you look more carefully it seems to be a layer of colors. Their underside is…

Journal, January 9, 2015 I am still struggling with Spencer being gone; I can’t believe he will no longer be here to follow me around on the farm.  It seems so empty without Spencer. When I told Jesse this, he replied, “He was quite the presence! Physically and emotionally.” That…

Journal, January 8, 2015 Where do I begin the account of such a wonderful dog? When he first came into our lives or his last moments? How do I even begin to detail his life and what he meant to us? Can words really say what needs to be said?…