Invaders

Movement caught my eye among the sticks and leaves nestled high up in the crook of our large Linden tree. Squirrels had built the nest, and I expected to see a black bushy tail twitching about. One emerged, but it had white stripes on it. Confused, I blinked several times. “I think that’s a raccoon!” … Continue reading Invaders

Tangled

The lush greenery and quiet brought calmness as I deeply inhaled. As I walked with my friend along the path, she pointed out different landmarks and the history of the land we walked. Pausing, she pointed out the high stump of a tree trunk near the shore of the stream that ran through the property. … Continue reading Tangled