The boundary between summer and fall is always elusive in this part of Texas, more than usual this October as cool nights have you reaching for your jacket in the early morning and the sunny afternoons have you reaching for your shorts. The ground is littered with falling leaves…
Last Saturday morning as we came down from the old bridge we found the median at the base of the onramp bursting with the tall green stalks and creamy …
The day after Michaelmas I spotted a red-tailed hawk perched on the telephone pole that marks the spot where the abandoned ferry road runs into the woo…
Monday evening, headed to happy hour with a friend who programs robots, I saw Argo self-driving robot car Number 93 chained down to be taken away by a …
The nights are dark here at the edge of the woods at the edge of town, especially in summer on days when the moon sets early. The glare of the central …
The end of a long wet summer delivered a bountiful crop from the bois d’arc trees. When we returned from our August vacations, the paths to our front d…
A spider bit me in the face Saturday morning, after I stepped right into its web. I could feel it there right above the orbit of my right eye, and pinc…
This summer our front fence has been overtaken by passion vine, Passiflora incarnata, a plant with leaves like creeping ragweed and a flower that looks…
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