A recent Eighty Acres sunset got me thinking about what heaven might be like. Just speculating whether there will always be an awesome...

Over the past week I have spent a considerable amount of time attempting to identify the swallowtail pictured above. To me the world of...

The house wren sang it's last song this week. This tiny bird with a gigantic song only sings during the nesting season. Here you see the...

It's not uncommon for a group of bucks to run as a pack during the spring and summer months. During the rut season it is a different...

Happy father's day to all the dads! This male red-breasted grosbeak has a distinctive and beautiful song. A metallic-like click, its...

Mention the word dandelions to someone and you will generally receive a visceral reaction. Each year homeowners spend huge amounts of...

Alberta Canada, our northern neighbor, is a beautiful place with majestic mountains, prairies, and many lakes. But now it is an inferno....

I always thought this bird belonged to the sparrow family. Wrong! It is a female Red-breasted Grosbeak Each year they arrive on Eighty...

Once upon a time there lived a very handsome green toad on Eighty Acres. But he was a lonely toad, and had often heard the story of a...

The spring flowers are in full bloom, shouting for attention, painting Eighty Acres in a wide array dazzling colors. "Look at me." It's...

The Scarlet Tanager winters primarily in Columbia and Bolivia South America and is scheduled to arrive back to Eighty Acres in the next...

A full moon in April is often referred to as a "pink moon," I was up early to capture this photo of the setting moon, but came away...

Traveling from southern U.S. and Mexico, the eastern bluebirds returned to Eighty Acres on April 1st. They are on a mission. Mating. ...

The Eighty Acres trails are wet with slippery leaves and mud, with patches of dirty snow hiding in the shadows of large oak trees. I...

A single drop of water from melting snow began its life journey under a sunset on Eighty Acres. It soon reached the Red Cedar...

My younger brother was my best man at our wedding, but the fog has captured his mind and he now resides in a memory care unit. A...

Hi!. I'm Tom the turkey. Take a good look at me. Come November and Thanksgiving, I'll be hiding and you won't find me strutting across...

Due to the deep snow and cold temps deer are exploring every type of food source available. Pictured above are an adult doe and yearling...

Let me introduce myself. I was born on Eighty Acres and am now nine months old. This is my first winter and my mother told me we set a...