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Diversity: Rock Castle Gorge

Rock Castle Gorge was one of the first places I explored after becoming a biology teacher at Wytheville Community College in 1975. A friend at Tech (previously from Auburn) had heard about it as a botanical destination. I drove over…

Nature’s Green is Gold

Nature’s first green is gold, Her hardest hue to hold. Her early leaf’s a flower; But only so an hour. Then leaf subsides to leaf. So Eden sank to grief, So dawn goes down to day. Nothing gold can stay.…

Emergence

I’m hoping to add one or two “baby leaves glamour shots” to my gallery this year. One of my favorite things about April is the extraordinary form and delicate color of emerging leaves–such an ordinary thing, a leaf, after it…

Spring Has (re)Sprung

With apologies to fretful orchard owners who saw many of their flowering trees go in the past few days from bloom to bust, it looks hopeful now that we will have a week or two of “seasonal” spring weather before…

Floyd Experience: Being Local Being Real

Today is the final full day before 25 St Joseph’s University students leave Floyd for Philly. We don’t know what kind of debriefing they will be involved in when they get back. We are not sure that any of their stories from…

Soil Toil

Only time this morning for an image to share–this sunlit farm machinery in the barn shed at Riverstone just before sundown. The red shift in the light from low in the sky to image-left really made the paint on this…

Old-fashioned Mind Play

Make-believe was our most important entertainment equipment, our XBox mindcrafting soft technology some six decades ago. Graphic display was called “imagination” spontaneously projected on the screen of the visual brain. Sound effects were produced on the spot. Some–like rolls of…

Deep Freeze February

So I was too late over to free the bridge, and won’t try again until next week’s thaw and flood melt. Doesn’t look like so much volume of precip expected now from a complicated mix on Monday and Tuesday. Do embiggen,…

Currier and Ivy-er

Every winter, I hear it: “Take some pictures of the house.” She says it lightly, as if doing the Dr. Zivago across the whited planes, putting face and hands at frost-bite risk, standing stark still in the single-digit morning light…

Persistent Purple Polypores

I confess I don’t do the wood work I once did to bring in a winter’s worth of firewood. I have taken to buying my wood (from Rob Cluxton) and adding a cord or two on my own from what…

Twixt Earth and Sky

This is one of my hugging trees. I confess that I often hope when touching or wrapping my arms around a favorite tree, up around the bend, out of sight of the road, back along the banks of Nameless Creek, that…

The Ecology of Well-being

Still debriefing from our trip to Missouri and back a short while ago, I have dug out another image from the road. The background was shot from the passenger’s side, going Ann’s interstate speed (which is considerably faster than Fred’s)…

Light in Dark Places

I think I’ll just leave it at that–a figure of speech not signifying any inner state but only a description of a pattern of light and dark. I will tell you that I was sitting on a hay bale when…