Each winter whitetail bucks shed their antlers. It's then I become a shed hunter on Eighty Acres. During the early spring, I spend...

Long ago the wood fence posts rotted away and the farmer's once razor sharp barbed wire is now tangled and lost in the soil and tree...

Evening sunlight touches the tall grass on Eighty Acres. Like a mop of unkept hair or an old man's beard, the wind rustles through the...

Throughout the ages sumac has been used for many purposes. Such as...spices, beverage flavoring, tanning, medicines and pipe stems. But...

I discovered the old window frame in an antique store. I placed it in my garden terrace and captured this window-like view of the Black...

Bees, butterflies, birds and deer all feasted on the sweet and fragrant alfalfa blossoms on Eighty Acres. This deer quickly recognized my...

Mom was right. Always eat the flowers first! #Fawn #WhiteTailedDeer #NaturePhotography #Wisconsin #EightyAcresPhotography #Midwest...

This week a bald eagle visited Eighty Acres. Native Americans believe eagles represent wisdom, strength, spirituality and good fortune....

Do you remember the 1946 Disney song Zip-A-Dee-Doo-Dah? The song reminds us to celebrate each day because there is "plenty of sunshine...

This week a foot of new snow fell on Eighty Acres and the landscape once again reminded me of the Paul McCartney and Stevie Wonder song...

A full moon over Eighty Acres whispers goodbye to the night and quietly slips away. #NaturePhotography #Wisconsin #EightyAcresPhotography...

The Earth Mother sleeps beneath her white quilt on Eighty Acres. But even while sleeping she continues to share her beauty by casting a...

A week ago, a foot of heavy snow fell on Eighty Acres. The woods became dark, foreboding, and cautioned me to only enter if I dared....

Henry Ford once said, "Chop your own wood and it will warm you twice." By my count you touch each piece of wood six times. Cutting:...

At 8:00 a.m. the first snow flakes appeared, swirled and quietly settled on Eighty Acres. For nearly 24 hours it snowed and when the...

Winter on Eighty Acres and the once bright pink, purple and red coneflowers have gone to seed. Frequently visited by bees, butterflies,...

Two decades ago I discovered a roll of rusting barbed wire on Eighty Acres. I have taken numerous photos of this roll of wire, but none...

Winter on Eighty Acres and the Earth Mother carefully blends the colors from her palette. She paints the Red Pine's long and silky...

For over 100 days I walked by this foxtail mindless of her beauty and spirit. For just a brief moment this week, the early morning...

The hunters' guns have been set aside and now the deer face a new challenge of surviving the harsh winter ahead. Hopefully their fat...