The lone fox walked across Eighty Acres and left his footprints in the snow. I don't know from where he came or where he went, but he...

Today the crabapple tree's bold summer reds, subdued winter whites, and the early morning sunshine all magically came together on Eighty...

The black snake softly hissed to me as I walked by the Eighty Acres cherry tree. I stopped and gazed into the snake's deep and empty inky...

The story of the crab apple tree began this spring when it awoke with an explosion of red and pink blossoms. Bees and butterflies were...

Each evening the battle between light and dark begins and each time the sun loses. But the sun is very proud and somewhat vain and often...

The clothes line that so often holds bedsheets, flannel shirts, denim jeans, cotton blouses, and strategically hidden undergarments, now...

Tonight the Earth Mother's sky was crystal clear with a thousand stars suspended in the night sky. No breeze, a deep stillness, and I...

Folklore has it that I am not supposed to be able to fly. It's something about my weight, wing size, air resistance and number of wing...

Trust me I have never lied. But can you imagine my surprise, when in my lampshade I spied, where the largest spider in the world did...

To those of you who ponder whether your glass is half full, and find beauty only in a full moon. I simply say...be mindful and thankful...

Today I will sit quietly in the sunflower garden. Mindful of my deep breathing, I will bring sunshine into my lungs and soon my heart...

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

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...

I often lose track of time as I walk the trails of Eighty Acres. Each day's trek is a new adventure as I listen and learn the stories...

Over the past several years, the birds of Eighty Acres have gifted me their feathers. I kept many of them in a paper bag not really sure...

Finding beauty in the ordinary requires us to be constantly aware and mindful of our surroundings. Such is the challenge with the Painted...

I was born in May and weighed 15 pounds. Since that time I have really grown, but mom continues to keep me stashed away in some tick...

Pictured above is one of the many whitetail deer who make Eighty Acres their home. Each year bucks grow a set of new antlers and...

Today I will see my world as a butterfly. I will fly close to the earth and softly alight upon a red daisy. I'll enjoy the flower's...

Near the heart of Eighty Acres you will find a bench. It was not a complicated building project. Simply an old picnic table board nailed...