Don’t know about you, but for us, spring happened on Saturday (20 April.) By Sunday, the foliage of almost all trees was at least barely emerged, if not half-way, the sun setting spring colors ablaze. It is a different orange, pink and red than fall leaf-change. The plant tissues are so early formed that light passes through the leaf tissue more than it is reflected off. I think I actually prefer springs delicate to fall’s bold palette. And there are SO MANY different greens! …

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Housekeeping the catacombs of my desk, I found a reflection from early on. It speaks to my hopes for myself, for my readers, for our world. Now, more than 15 years later, some hopes are realized, some will never be. If anything, the American masses seem even more untethered from their responsibilities and connections to “the environment” than they were when my writing life began in 2002. And so this reflection, in hindsight, is a kind of dream unrealized, but not entirely so. It …

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I happened through a fairly mature oak-hickory forest on the grounds of Warm Hearth Retirement Community yesterday. With the road being surfaced, the woods became the alternative route to my car parked well beyond the paving trucks. I smelled them before I saw them–an amazing assortment, probably a dozen species–of mushroom, flushed into the above-ground world by the ample rains we have had since Florence passed through a few weeks back. Gathered, the three clusters of Hen-of-the-Woods would have totalled probably 10 pounds. They …

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In an earlier column I confessed my (and my hapless wife’s) checkered association with snakes and so I suppose it’s a short step to admit that I also have an inordinate admiration as well for insects–for joint-legged animals (arthropods) in general, I suppose, even including spiders. There. I’ve said it. They have fascinated me for countless hours over the course of a long life as a bug-watcher. In miniature, inside an armor-plated exoskeleton of a crayfish or millipede, wasp or butterfly exists all the …

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I promise. Not fake news. Not an alternative fact. I did see this. On Goose Creek. Yesterday. It’s Planet Floyd. Trust me. I’m a stable genius. The above is true. Except for the stable part. And the genius thing. I did see this in one of our many, many, many dog walks around the loop up and around the valley. Nevermind that this two inch mushroom was embedded in a carpet of moss. That somehow disappeared. I don’t know how that happened. Ask my …

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