Living in my backyard has meant learning to listen deeply to the peace of the wild things. Peace seeps into my soul when I see blue herons on our pond, hear the deep bellow of the bull frog, the chirping of the crickets in the high sweet summer grass and watch the glistening stars in…
One would think that since I called my blog “Backyard Living” that I would do much of my living IN my backyard, especially in the summer. I thought I would . . . yet this summer I seem to be living mostly in my vehicle. Multiple trips to Rochester, Syracuse,…
The rush is on. As I try to hold on to that blissful summer feeling (the one that says “I can do that later, we’ve got all summer”) I am suddenly faced with the reality that summer is almost over. It’s time to clean out the dressers and closets –…
