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Singing the praises of the concerto of migrating song birds and the unseen hand that conducts their symphony.

A trip down memory lane on the occasion of my 150th post.

Clearing the clutter from my head to reach that elusive state of grace that only Point Pelee can inspire.

Why I think I shall have to stay here in this place where chanced has placed me – for the joys and thrills of spring.

A lesson learned about stormy seasons in life from a bird I often take for granted.

A bit of a rant about the digitized world in which we are compelled to live.

Hmmm, how is that I have to constantly relearn the most important lessons in life? It was a few ticks past 8:00 am, on this crisp, sun washed Saturday morning, as I set foot on the dirt path which ambles down to Petticoat Creek. For three years running, I’ve made this particular spot the opening [...]

Finding hope in the improbable voyage of the Japanese ghost ship blown to sea by the Japan earthquake and tsunami.

Learning once again to slow down, tune in and pay closer attention for the real gifts in life.

Why I’ve stopped listening the voice of the cautious realist.