LAST NIGHT’S SEVERE STORMS were frightening to the caretakers of a Big Tree Forest. We have had some rough experiences in recent years, and are very grateful to have escaped major damage—hope others did as well.
IT IS A FINE SUMMER DAY at the Church O’ The Pines, with the summer wind blowing warm summer air through the pine tops. The wind chimes are singing, the fern fronds swaying and dancing. The Father of Waters/Church Moat has a chop on it, bouncing the baby mallards up and down, but they stick close to Mom and don’t
WE ARE UNABLE TO BE IN OUR LITTLE CABIN ON FAWN ISLAND with son and daughter-in-law and the grandchildren this week, due to what our little grandson sweetly and heartbreakingly calls, “Covid-Time.” But Daughter-in-Law Kat sends this gorgeous sunset picture from the dock. I have taken, and shared, many photos from the Fawn Island dock, but have never caught colors
AT THE CHURCH OF THE ISLAND, HARD ON THE CANADIAN BORDER, crows and ravens serve as alarm clocks and alert the congregation to the rising of the sun. It continues its journey, having already ascended over Fire Island and Montawk Point; over Manhattan and Niagara and Sault Sainte Marie; over Georgian Bay and Grand Portage, Pigeon Falls, Gunflint and Saganaga,