Happy Summer!

Happy Summer!

Happy Summer!!!  What’s your favorite part of this season? Basking like lizards in lawn chairs? Picking garden bouquets? Homemade lemonade and sun tea? The smell of geraniums when you deadhead them? Those are some of my favorite things. I hope this Summer is one of 

Two Radishes

Two Radishes

Awhile ago, he uncurled his fingers to reveal two pink-red-purple orbs resting in his palm  Radishes – just for me – I slice and sprinkle with salt The next day, he gingerly cradles the first strawberries  Careful not to bruise their sweetness After that, two 

Strawberry Shortcake

Strawberry Shortcake

STRAWBERRY SHORTCAKE Strawberry Shortcake is a Summer staple. It embodies the sweetness of the season celebrating the berries’ sunbaked sugars.  Our homegrown strawberries usually don’t make it much beyond the garden. They are eaten immediately, but if you have more restraint than we do – 

May’s Full Moon

May’s Full Moon

This Full Moon SAYS: Listen  Listen Listen Inhabit Observe Tend Tend  Tend to inner landscapes  to exterior landscapes Be home  Be home Be home Take time away from the routine  Dig deep into the dirt And be with the birds  Happy full moon! 

Worm Culture

Worm Culture

Here’s a toast to the worms doing the important work of decomposing organic matter and thereby enriching our soil. I love finding them when I’m digging in the garden, but it must be so shocking to be so suddenly exposed. Worse is finding them surfaced 

Bathtub Grottos

Bathtub Grottos

I love grottos – especially DIY grottos – and especially, especially bathtub grottos. In our magazine Woolgathering, I wrote about growing up with grottos and bringing Mary flowers in May – since it is her month in the Catholic church.  According to my Grandma, May 

Today’s Hatch

Today’s Hatch

new life!  new life!  new life! little blue crumbles  shell-ter no more free to be  robin 

Tulip Mania

Tulip Mania

I love tulips!  For me they remind me that good things come for those who wait.  They also have been associated with perfect love, rebirth, and financial mania in the Netherlands.  I love their colors, their intensity, and their heavy heads.  They look amazing in 

April 2022: Beatriz Chapters 8 & 9

April 2022: Beatriz Chapters 8 & 9

Wrap up your cookies in napkins because we are headed into the woods in this next episode of Beatriz where I read Chapters 8 & 9! In this fourth episode of the third season, we  continue Beatriz’s story. Beatriz enters the woods with Circe, the 

Tiny Tulips

Tiny Tulips

I love tulips, but Spring Bird can not sustain tulips because the deer eat them. Sigh! But I made this little illustration into a sticker/unofficial stamp for Woolgathering, our adfree, quarterly magazine about the seasons.  I like making stickers because they remind me that the 

Red-Winged Blackbird

Red-Winged Blackbird

Instead of slopping through the woods Planting tracks in the mud Forging through thickets Wading through streams Noticing the emergence of glorious Spring  We took ourselves to the dull streets All paved and managed By teams of trucks, driven by green men Mowing, buzzing, raking, 

Joyful Raindrops

Joyful Raindrops

Candice Marley Conner wrote a beautiful poem, “Raindrops”, for the Spring Issue of Woolgathering that encapsulates the joys of Spring.  Indeed, we have had a lot of rain (and sleet, hail, and snow) at Spring Bird during these first weeks of Spring, but the immense 

Dragons Everywhere

Dragons Everywhere

I see a dragon when I look at this fungus encrusted branch. This isn’t the only dragon in my woods. I see dragons in other fallen, mossy branches or in the trunks of hollowing trees. The dragons are so prevalent in these woods that I 

Where I Am From Poem by George Ella Lyon

Where I Am From Poem by George Ella Lyon

April is National Poetry Month! Here is a fun template provided by poet George Ella Lyon that is useful in examining your own roots. I included this poem in the Spring Issue of Woolgathering, but I wanted to share it with everyone.  Enjoy: I am 

You Are Here

You Are Here

A maxim we inherited at Spring Bird is “You Are Here”. That statement of truth was painted on a sign near the tree swing – until it decomposed (the sign decomposed – not the tree). The phrase is also chalked on the little sandwich board