The Dying Arapaho ~ Bill Britton

I lie upon still-dry grass
and watch planets gain transcendence
over skies deserted by the falling sun.
Pinpoints of more distant suns flicker on,
as the sky draws a black blanket
across its shoulders from east to west.
The canopy spins above me,
and I reach to touch its pivot at Polaris
and feel it twist upon my fingertips.
Waving drapes of northern light
appear above the line of trees
and close the show on polar constellations.
From the outer dark, a whippoorwill 
sends its soft request to tryst
among the hemlock boughs.
Dew moves along my limbs
and settles at my collar, forming beads 
of glass beetles at its edge.
I stand, shaking cold from my clothes,
and turn toward the distant glow
of the embering campfire.
I hear the call of my ancestors
whisper through the night mist
as I reach toward their down-clasping hands.



Those who contemplate the beauty of the earth find reserves of strength that will endure as long as life lasts. There is something infinitely healing in the repeated refrains of nature -- the assurance that dawn comes after night, and spring after winter.
                                                                                                        ~Rachel Carson

Assateague Island


Every Tree
carries the snow with it's own grace
bends to the breeze with it's own sway
etches the clouds with it's own stroke
bows to the ice with it's own resolve
rights it's trunk clenched by it's own roots
drenches itself in it's own desire
and creates it's own spring.
                                                                                         -Lois Levin Roisman


"We are each free to believe what we want, and it's my view that the simplest explanation is; there is no god. No one created our universe, and no one directs our fate. This leads me to a profound realization; there probably is no heaven, and no afterlife either. We have this one life to appreciate the grand design of the universe, and for that I am extremely grateful."

~Stephen Hawking


invasive vines, Hammonasset, CT

How can I love the wildness of Life if I cannot jump the garden fence around my domesticated mind and get a taste of that wild thinking outside?
~ Theo Grutter


"Walk away quietly in any direction and taste the freedom of the mountaineer. Camp out among the grass and gentians of glacier meadows, in craggy garden nooks full of Nature's darlings. Climb the mountains and get their good tidings. Nature's peace will flow into you as sunshine flows into trees. The winds will blow their own freshness into you, and the storms their energy, while cares will drop off like autumn leaves. As age comes on, one source of enjoyment after another is closed, but Nature's sources never fail."
                                                                    --John Muir in "The Yellowstone National Park"

Sumter National Forest


Clinton beach @ sunset

If I ever go looking for my heart's desire again, I won't look any further than my own backyard. Because if it isn't there, I never really lost it to begin with.

~ Dorothy, The Wizard of Oz


Now I know why many men have stopped and wept, Halfway between the loves they leave and seek, And wondered if travel leads them anywhere.

~Leonard Cohen