This week's word comes to us through the Middle English  autumpne   and Old French   autompne , thence the Latin   autumnus . The Latin ...

Somewhere in the dusty recesses of my noggin, the passage of these sultry summer days is being marked, and ever so wistfully. The clock of t...

Beau and I are out and about early on winter mornings, but salt and icy pavement are not kind to his toes so we keep our ramblings brief. Af...

Praise the light of late November, the thin sunlight that goes deep in the bones. Praise the crows chattering in the oak trees; though they ...

Virginia creeper ( Parthenocissus quinquefolia ) Suddenly, there in the hedgerows on our morning walks are clear signals that seasonal chang...

Somewhere in the dusty recesses of my noggin, the passage of these sultry summer days is being marked, and ever so wistfully. The clock of ...

Summer sings its long song, and all the notes are green. But there’s a click, somewhere in the middle of the month, as we reach the turning ...

Virginia creeper ( Parthenocissus quinquefolia ) On our morning walks, there are tell tale signs everywhere that seasonal changes are on th...

On Sunday morning, clocks in the little blue house in the village turned back an hour, and Daylight Saving Time waved goodbye until next ye...

Nearing the end of June, trees on the Two Hundred Acre Wood are gloriously leafed out, and vast swaths of woodland are as dark as night - t...

at sunrise on winter days, our trail unfolds through freshly fallen white, and every unhurried footfall crafts another waxing moon, ...

This week's word comes from Old English wintr , thence the Proto-Germanic wentruz meaning "wet season", both originating ...

It seems as though summer has just arrived, but here we are again, just a few days away from the autumn equinox. Cooler mornings, light ra...

This week's word comes to us through the Middle English autumpne and the Old French autompne , thence the Latin autumnus, and the...

Somewhere in the dusty recesses of my noggin, the passage of these sultry summer days is being marked, and ever so wistfully.  The cloc...

Nearing the end of June, trees on the Two Hundred Acre Wood are gloriously leafed out, and vast swaths of woodland are as dark as night ...

Here we are on the eve of Midsummer, the Summer Solstice or Litha. Tonight is midsummer eve according to astronomers, and tomorrow is t...

This is Beltane (or May Day) in the northern hemisphere, Samhain in lands below the equator. As we in northern lands drift from winte...

Tomorrow marks the Vernal Equinox or Ostara, one of two times in the calendar year (the other being the Autumn Equinox or Mabon) when t...

Little things leave you feeling restless in February. You ramble through stacks of gardening catalogues , plotting another heritage ro...