Waiting for Winter Solstice

Three days before Winter Solstice / We sit on your bench, my friend, / Overlooking bare-limbed woods, / New Hope Creek shining silver in / An arc of pools below. / I tell you my Winter Solstice ritual /These days is to watch the sunrise, / Sing to it, and mark its farthest / Point of standstill / Before turning . . .

Pollinator Garden

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In Spring, 2016, when a section of our small restored forest had to be removed in order to replace the aging septic system, we took this opportunity to begin creating a pollinator garden of mostly native flowers on the now … Continued