Twas a great day for a woodsy hike along a stream in Jockey Hollow National Park.  George Washington and his troops camped here that frigid winter of the crossing of the Delaware to reverse the tide in favor of our fledgling nation.  On these days, remnants of that bygone era remain admist flora and fauna of a birthing spring.  I had to look hard for the emerging shoots (red and green) of skunk cabbage.  Water Striders were creating ripples on still water and delicate shoots of moss created mini-forests.  It was in the mid-fifties for the third day in a row and I could feel the sap rising in the trees and me.















































along the path

stones remember

for us


ag ~ March 2013







Due North

It’s the first evening of extra daylight and the cacophony of gaggles of Canadian Geese returning to their summer grounds north of here.  It always delights and amazes me to see (and sometimes only hear), these migrating birds on the wing and always flying true north or south.  Spring is in the air when the  birds of many tribes return and fill the sky with their conversations and songs.  Soon to follow – buds, bulbs and blossoms.


crocus energy

the tilt toward

new light

ag ~ March 2013