It wasn't so long ago that we were all concerned about North Korea or the Middle East, or atomic war, and then the Coronavirus took over our minds and our lives. Now, due to an overzealous, violent, police officer murdering…
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Morning at South River Falls
My husband and I were halfway up the hill near our house this morning when we decided this would be the best day to hike up on the Skyline at one of our favorite places. We missed our usual late…
Squirrels and cats
The governor has put out an order now for everyone to wear a mask inside a business. Some people are unhappy because they feel this is taking away their liberty. Is there such a thing as the freedom to infect…
Peonies
The peonies have burst through their buds, pink and white faces turned sunward as we too must turn toward light wherever we can find or give it. The neighbors return from a dip in the river at Raliegh Springs. The…
Victory garden
I stopped at the hardware store yesterday and picked up seeds and tomato plants, so today I dragged out all the pots I could find, filled them with dirt, and planted lettuce, beans, 6 tomato plants of various kinds, dill,…
Sunshine and Mourning
With the sun finding a crack in the clouds, and warmth spilling out, we finally brought the two clivia out of the basement and set them under the willow oak to await their once-a-year bright orange blooms. We mourned the…
May 21
A sweet warble, a flit and flutter overhead, a flash of bright orange with black a rare redstart I usually see only in the forest took a detour to my willow oak to cheer this gray day
Facts hard to find
Checking on the VA Dept of Health website, there are 675 cases reported in the city of Harrisonburg today. This is 60 more than a week ago, but the number of deaths is holding steady at 21. The previous week…
Masks
I'm kind of embarrassed to admit that I dug my heals into the ground, when a friend suggested to me that since I owned a sewing machine, I should be making face masks. This was around March 17th, and I…
Willow Oak Intro.
Since early this year, before the pandemic, I began writing what I heard or saw from my window facing the willow oak in our back yard. Sometimes entries are very short, and sometimes longer. Many are observations of what nature…
