There are many places on the west coasts of Ireland and Scotland that might be called ‘sacred’. Ancient standing stones and Celtic crosses remind of us of the intensity of old beliefs that have faded in the modern age.
For years, I dreamed of going to Iceland with my Irish wife sometime after my retirement from a half-century of college teaching. I dreamed of seeing the most volcanic island on our planet with all of its glaciers in-between, including Vatna Jokull, Europe’s largest slow-moving ice field. Our day to fly up to Reykjavik finally […]
Crunch, crunch. With each step forward in my worn down hiking boots, the noise and bustle of my busy, stressful life quiets to a murmur until all that remains is the present moment. A palette, acrylics, brushes, an easel, along with my camera, my lunch, and two bottles of water form a jigsaw puzzle in […]
…undeterred, I and tens of thousands of like-minded skywatchers, chose to follow the Marine Corps slogan: Improvise, Adapt & Overcome. So with backpacks stuffed with cameras, viewing glasses, camp chairs and water, we set out to view the eclipse from atop Blueberry Hill.
In late summer, my children and I search for caterpillars. The milkweed is thigh-high at this time, with fragrant mauve flower clusters swelling into rotund seed pods. When we see leaves that are missing great chunks of green flesh, we peer underneath of them, hoping to find a fat yellow-, black-, and white-striped caterpillar hiding […]