Crooked Creek by Sue Mattingly
“Live as if you were to die tomorrow. Learn as if you were to live forever.” Mahatma Gandhi
the lovely peace of solitude in the woods i find the lovely peace of solitude where the only sounds i hear are the chirp of birds… the rustle of wings in the undergrowth… the forage of squirrels in dry leaves… and the occasional trickle of water i follow a stream that parallels the trail… leading […]
Return to Pope Lick Park This year for whatever the reason, I have not been going to the park to walk as I’ve done for the past four years. I’ve missed it and today I returned. It was sunny and beautiful. There is no place I’d rather see the changing seasons. Today was typical August […]
The Parklands How lucky we are who live near the Parklands. Whether one is a biker, a runner or like me just a walker, there is a trail for you. Nature is abundant and stunning. Here are a few scenes my walk today. “Reading about nature is fine, but if a person walks in the […]
A rare lower humidity day brings a cute youngster out to play at Pope Lick Park. It was curious, but not a risk taker. This was as close as I came. A surprise on the walkway was this baby frog. It was definitely a day for juveniles. She/he was the perfect subject for photo […]
Thank you to Syl Mattingly who submitted this poem in response to the challenge of July 29, to write a personal version of the poem by George Ella Lyon, “Where I’m From.” Where I’m From i am from white clover . . . from lightening bugs and night-crawlers i am from the soil in the […]
