Message from the Mountain

I am in the habit of calling the harebells, coneflowers. They seed themselves wherever the wind takes them. I am reminded of people that sow the seeds of positivity that take root in the fertile hear…

I am not sure what the name of this plant’s name is, but there are several of them growing at the Center and on the Mountain that are feeding a lot of insects. I am reminded that positive acts of kin…

I am always looking for discoveries in Nature as I walk the trails. I have been observing some clumps of small white flowers on the new growth of some type of wild tree or bush, like a dogwood. These…

We have a few bright little clumps of flowers that are called fire witches. I can imagine the fairies dancing around the blossoms on a starry night. I am grateful for all the color in the gardens tha…

The hills are alive with pollinator plants like pink and white clover providing nourishment for insects, birds, and animals that, in return, cross pollinate other plants and trees, creating a vibrant…

Today is Penny and my 62nd wedding anniversary. We practice retrogression, getting younger each year. This year she wrote and published “A Timeline of Madison NH” for the historical society; I played…

Now that the forget-me-nots have finished flowering, the second phase of the wild lawn has taken over with harebells and foxgloves in full bloom. These wildflowers choose where they want to be, like …

This is the first full day of summer according to the calendar, but in my mind, it has been summer since the first of June. It is time to let the dreams and plans of the winter materialize into a pos…

The white harebells are now in full bloom. I love the fact that they, like other wildflowers, choose their own locations, although they can also be transplanted. Many people also choose where they wa…

With all the new plants going into the gardens at the Center, I sometimes don’t get the label right, as was the case with cat mint that I mislabeled as lavender. There is always something new to lear…

I keep coming back to the subject of love, often inspired by hearts that appear in unexpected places, like the middle of the driveway. My intention is to be a channel for the love that comes from the…

 There is a group of wild asters that flower around an apple tree in the orchard. I look forward to their annual appearance as I do for many different events in my life that occur year after year tha…

I am very fortunate. I celebrate Fathers’ Day, as well as grandfathers’ day, and my wife, as well as my past life children from my soul family, all year long. I realize this is not the same for every…

I believe the foxglove is a very intelligent flower. It chooses where it wants to raise its litter on our land, maybe in a remote corner of the parking lot.  I think of intelligent people who quietly…

The lavender plants are in full bloom. They are a favorite for many people with their fragrant smell and many uses. People are clumps of talents that can benefit others when they take the time to sha…

The daisies are in bloom, and this old-fashioned flower was used in a game of love, love me not, when removing the petals. The last petal held the answer. When offering love, it is the other person w…

I remember when I was much younger, I used to play a card game called Hearts. Today I am on a quest to discover heart symbols that I connect with gratitude to my heart as a reminder of love that I se…

There is a wildflower with a tall leafless stalk that seems to just appear on unmowed lawns and fields in June. The flower books identify it as “yellow hawkweed”. From a distance it looks like butter…

The first year the lupine bloomed I counted 12 plants. Now at their prime, there are several hundred blooms as they continue to spread each year. Positive actions, when one’s intentions are at their …

A variegated hosta has more beauty in its leaves than in its flowers. In fact, the leaves look like a giant flower by themselves. We often see surface beauty in a person but can miss their inner beau…