We appreciate their simplicity and beauty
It is a world within a world
WITHOUT THE BEE, THE BUTTERFLY AND THE SPIDER THIS WORLD IS NO LONGER A PLACE I WOULD WANT TO BE
The Red-Spotted Purple
A ballet of silhouettes endlessly dance above
Dreams are beckoned and set free
Nothing says summer more then hearing the screams of Cicadas on a hot muggy night combined with the twinkle lights of fireflies all around.
I need the rivers, lakes and ocean the same as I need air to breathe. It is my religion and faith.
What Beavers instinctively contribute as their part in natures giant circle of life is nothing short of construction genius, however, it can also be very destructive
Through the timber
and across the lake
Haunting loon cries call
ravens begin to echo warn
I am so in love with the blooms on my Hibiscus tree