by northoftheridge | Sep 20, 2012 | Uncategorized
Like most critters, butterflies are not indifferent to the promptings of l’amour. It is not uncommon to see a pair flopping through the air, hooked together in passion’s embrace. In fact, any naturalist who has ever led small children on a nature walk during the warm...
by northoftheridge | Sep 5, 2012 | Uncategorized
orner, literally turned a corner, into a sunny field and, at the nadir of my poor, battered self-esteem, I came across an affirming moment—oh, returned is the warm light of certitude, salved is my poor bruised ego. Confidence flows through my soul as a river of fire....
by northoftheridge | Aug 31, 2012 | Uncategorized
I think it says something good about my strength character that I have not given up on trying to identify Skippers. For those of you who are not cognoscenti of insignificant, mostly drab, and very hard-to-differentiate-one-from-another butterflies, Skippers are those...
by northoftheridge | Aug 18, 2012 | Uncategorized
One hates to dispute with the Bard. He is dead, after all, and cannot defend himself, but I’m not sure he’s right about names. In my experience our words often bias our senses. If it were known as the Tudor Stinkthorn, I suspect that a Rose might not smell as sweet....
by northoftheridge | Jul 29, 2012 | Uncategorized
It was a sultry hot summer’s day in late July. The air was redolent of the spicy cool odor of spearmint that filled the wet corner of the garden. Cicadas played their shrill instruments in the surrounding trees, and a light breeze stirred the purple spires of the mint...
