The Heavens — and a total solar eclipse — reside on the wing of a butterfly.
On this day with roughly 12 hours of daylight and 12 hours of darkness, I bring you two insects.
Greetings from Planet Earth on its day of recognition and celebration (which in my life is every day).
A seasonal (and sacred) repair job on my beloved Toyota Tacoma. Credit for this play on the “Take Back Vermont” mantra where credit is due: my pal Gregory Sanford, archivist, historian and defender of Vermont’s most sacred and threatened traditions (like duct tape repairs).
Double rainbows broke out across Central Vermont Wednesday evening. Here are a few images from my blog followers and Facebook friends.
I'm off into this – the Grand Canyon after a snowstorm. From here in the snow and ice at 7000 feet above sea level on the South Rim, we'll descend a mile in elevation, into the Precambrian and into warmth at the Colorado River.
A day after the full moon, here are three more images of the moon setting yesterday morning here beside the Gila River in southwestern New Mexico.
The full moon setting yesterday morning behind cottonwoods and sycamores (still holding their rusty leaves) here along the Gila River in southwestern New Mexico.
To my winter-deprived friends in the north, many of whom are now suffering rain or freezing rain, come to the desert. I offer you 10 images of birds and trees and farm buildings after a desert snowfall.
Sunrise minutes ago from my office in downtown Montpelier, Vermont. That's the Trinity United Methodist Church in the foreground and the First Baptist Church of Montpelier in the background. I was standing near the Unitarian Church.