Old Man Winter has arrived with a vengeance, blowing the leaves off trees, sending them to cower in piles against fences and back doors. The temperature feels more like mid-February than early November. Fortunately, we were able to take a walk through the Pawnee Prairie Nature Trails on Sunday and bask in the late morning … Continue reading Last Days of Fall
It is officially autumn. The autumnal equinox, when the sun is directly above the equator and the length of day and night are nearly equal, occurred last night. Around 10:09 pm. I sat on the deck with a Samuel Adams Octoberfest in hand, KMUW's jazz cafe streaming through the outdoor speakers, and watched the red-gray clouds pass … Continue reading Hello, autumn. How I’ve missed you.
While meditating this morning, I was greeted by the early morning chirping of a field cricket. He was hidden somewhere between the couch and downstairs sliding window, or maybe crouched just outside the window, or maybe even clinging to the back of the couch or curtain panel... it's so hard to decipher where they are exactly located. … Continue reading A Cricket on Yellowstone Street and Morrison Hall