Its mating season and the turkeys are on the move across Eighty Acres. As this Tom passed by my photo blind, it brought back memories of...

Another day ends on Eighty Acres as a trio of faceless pines are silhouetted against the evening sky. A peaceful moment to be mindful...

When a tree is under stress due to insects, bacteria, storm damage or a virus, the tree will protect itself by forming a burl. Some folks...

I have now lived on Eighty Acres for over thirty years and each spring some new treasure seems to surface upon the land. Over the years...

The maple trees are now in bloom and if you look carefully, you will find the Earth Mother's amazing helicopter seed factories are in...

This is the best time of year to discover whitetail deer antler sheds on Eighty Acres. Each winter the bucks drop their antlers and once...

After her heavy blanket of snow slowly melts away, the Earth Mother begins to awaken from her deep sleep. She slowly stretches her arms,...

On a recent cold and foggy night, the Earth Mother lingered over the land and gently placed rime ice atop each and every tree and plant....

At the end of the day, shadows grow tall and bold on Eighty Acres. Reaching out, grabbing and claiming ownership of the land. Each shadow...

After three weeks of being taunted and made to feel helpless by the polar vortex my soul was weary. But then one evening the Earth Mother...

The doe and her two fawns lined up in a neat row and patiently posed as I snapped this photo. I believe they were trying to be kind and...

At the end of the day, the Earth Mother invites each of us to enjoy her evening sunset shows. The shows are free to all and there is no...

An isolated old oak tree stands tall atop a ridge on Eighty Acres. In the winter breeze she stretches her arms upward and gently sways...

It was an early snowy morning when the male cardinal stopped by the feeder for a sunflower seed breakfast. Three times our eyes met and...

Each summer I delight in the morning glory flowers, as they twist, turn, and tie themselves tightly to the backyard arbor. Each winter...

Winter can be a series of personal struggles with cloudy, dark, and bitterly cold days. This past week the Earth Mother sensed our gloomy...

On a hilltop near the corner of Eighty Acres, the evening sunset silhouettes the nearby city industrial park. Each year the slow and...

A small airplane and a flock of geese share Eighty Acres air space as they kiss the evening sunset. Whether it is with feathered wings or...

At the end of your journey when accountants have completed the tally of all your debits and credits, what story will the balance sheet...

An explosion of color in the sky as the noisy geese wing their way south.Their journey will carry them over prairies and great waters....