Mud
By Hilary Jocelyn – I tried desperately to struggle loose, but each attempt led me deeper and deeper into the murky glue, until I was imprisoned up to my waist.
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Mud
By Hilary Jocelyn – I tried desperately to struggle loose, but each attempt led me deeper and deeper into the murky glue, until I was imprisoned up to my waist.
Turkey Tales
Ahh, Fall. The brisk weather, gorgeous vistas all around us, so much to be grateful for. Even the geese leaving us, and boisterously honking overhead is familiar, predictable, and comforting. … Continue reading Turkey Tales
Thanksgiving Reflections
by Ilse Turnsen
“Let your soul and spirit fly into the mystic”
Imagine the green earth restored!
Semi-annual performance review
I’ve been asking my plants the same questions I ask my team “How are you doing?” “What do you need?”
The Second Wave
By Hilary Jocelyn The first wave had been bad enough, as it hit us unexpectedly right out of the blue, turning us thoroughly upside down and sideways. Then, right on … Continue reading The Second Wave
What a country! Transporting bound animals in the trunk of a car; less of a crime than transporting humans!
Wandering Wakefield..early.
Gratitude, light and river love🌿
My Summer Affair
Most days we were alone, amidst rocks as old as time and trees as magnificent as their predecessors.
A Portable Paradise
It was there; the hushed quiet, the smell and the dappled green of the cathedral-like trees, my first sense of paradise.
The Garden
by Hilary Jocelyn “Come on rain! Bring it on!” I shout to the clouds, dancing an urgent twist and a shake.
Splendiferous Sky
I got out of the water in a flash, to capture what I couldn’t possibly imagine appearing in front of me. Such dramatic beauty.
Floating Down the Wakefield Rapids
The mattress was like a cruise ship, not thrilling enough. So the next day I decided to ditch the mattress and shoot the rapids on a styrofoam noodle.
