April showers bring?  What was it again?  Towers?  Hours?  No.  April showers bring intense Spring scours.  Yes, that’s a word, and yes, I had to look it up to make sure I was using it correctly.  Scours:  noun 1.  the action of scouring or the state of being scoured, especially by…

Early February was teasing us with burgeoning bulbs and warmer-than-should-be weather.  It was, though, a great reminder of the power and promise of Spring.  Soon the muddied, desolate earth would be replaced with color and life, and the barren trees would fill the sky with their lush canopies. In order…

Bittersweet are the sun’s rays that beam through the nearly barren canopies.  Bittersweet are the feathery seed heads that mature above the grass.  Bittersweet is the rush of cool air that foretells an impending season.   Bittersweet is the maturation of acorns that continue to rain down upon the landscape,…

The once verdant leaves began to yellow and shed upon her slumped and weary figure.  The unrelenting heat, and sparse rains of late Summer were more than she could bear.  These are the dog days indeed. But August too will soon concede, and with it, any remnants of Summer. Autumn…

Late Summer’s beauty and vigor began to wane, but she put on a brave face as August will be sauntering in, hot and heavy, as she’s known to do.  She held a secret and plenty of tricks up her sleeve.  She was ever the opportunist. Late Summer provides ideal conditions…

The water was utterly still, glass-like, and the deepening sky reflected off its surface as the fog rose slowly and tumbled towards the shore. The water made not a sound as the wind fizzled to a whisper, and the lake and the sky and the shore seemed as one, devoid…

Swelling buds and burgeoning bulbs dappled the landscape with the power and promise of Spring.  Soon the muddied, desolate earth would be replaced with color and life, and the barren trees would fill the sky with their lush canopies. In order for trees to leaf out, they must rely on…

Drunk upon the sun’s rays, the verdant leaves began to yellow and shed upon her slumped and weary figure.  The heat, and sparse rains of late Summer were more than she could bear.  These are the dog days indeed. But August too will soon concede, and with it, any remnants…

Late Summer’s beauty and vigor began to wane, but she put on a brave face as August sauntered in, hot and heavy.  She held a secret and plenty of tricks up her sleeve.  She was ever the opportunist. Late Summer provides ideal conditions to seed our lawns.  More specifically, seeding should…

The Summer lull seemed to come early, along with rising temperatures and a lack of any meaningful rain.  August will soon be upon us, and contrary to popular belief, she would bestow a dynamic landscape of possibility and change.  And opportunity is a knocking. Late Summer provides ideal conditions to…

The water was utterly still, glass-like, and the deepening sky reflected off its surface as the fog rose slowly and tumbled towards the shore. The water made not a sound as the wind fizzled to a whisper, and the lake and the sky and the shore seemed as one, devoid…

Drunk upon the sun’s rays, the verdant leaves began to yellow and shed upon her slumped and weary figure.  The unrelenting heat, and sparse rains of late Summer were more than she could bear.  These are the dog days indeed. But August too will soon concede, and with it, any…