Short reflections on the connection between Nature and Spirituality that can be used positively in the listener's daily life.
The ground on the mountainside is uneven, and it's sometimes hard to stay balanced when walking. I take a cane with me. Another place we walk is the Ossipee Pine Barrens. It has a mile long handicap …
As I walked around the grounds of the Center just before our weekly metaphysical meeting, I discovered another small stone heart. After the meeting, I received an email from a friend, a former member…
Today is our last opportunity to celebrate meteorological summer. When the calendar changes to September, we begin to gear up for fall. It is time to take stock of where you are in life and plan how …
The sun’s rays filtering through the clouds looked like a portal into the Cosmos. There has been a lot of interest in "worm holes" recently and perhaps we are getting close to an understanding.
Now that we are almost to September, I am noticing little changes taking place on the mountainside starting with a few leaves at a time. During the next month each day will see more taking place. Tho…
The small vine with pink flowers may look harmless, but it is a very invasive wildflower that we noticed at the lower edge of the Lupine Field a few years ago; it was slowly progressing towards the l…
The Native American Pipes are ready to celebrate the change of seasons. This unique shaped fungus is always a fun discovery for me. I can imagine tiny fairies dancing around them. I am also reminded …
From the top of the Lupine Field we can look down on a small body of water named Davis Pond. Interestingly enough, Davis is my wife’s maiden name. Even though there may be no kin relationship, there …
Several years ago we were given two hibiscus plants that do not look as if they survived the winter until they begin to grow in July. By late August their brilliant flowers open wide. I think of bril…
There is a nature walk in Madison through the Pine Barrens. When I was enjoying a stroll there, I noticed a section of trees that seemed to be tangled up and all out of order. I wondered what weather…
Now that we are in the last few days of August, the Lupine Field has turned to yellow as the golden rod has reached its peak. It is time to begin to prepare for fall. It may be going back to school o…
All the recent rain has helped create a productive mushroom growing season. I do not know enough about wild mushrooms to harvest them, but I know many people look forward to seeing them appear. We ha…
The wind blowing across the valley from Mount Washington turned the leaves on the maples inside out. It was a different look than we are accustomed to when visiting the Lupine Field. In the winter th…
I love to see the variety of colors that always seem to vary each year when the phlox bloom in August and September. They remind me of the uniqueness in each person that helps create varieties of pos…
The few yarrow plants we have are now in full bloom. They are slender with fern type leaves and small blossoms that are easy to miss against the backdrop of larger vegetation. Yet they are special, j…
This has not been the best of years to walk and play on the grounds at the Center due to the abnormal amount of rain we have had, but the Fairy Pathway is ready for children of all ages to visit. It …
We like to think that the Center and its land is welcome to families of all ages. I see constant evidence of that by those that hike the trails, visit the Peace Garden, or walk the Labyrinth and Grac…
Another indication that fall is getting closer is the blossoms on the sumac trees. Their leaves will be some of the first to turn brilliant red soon after the swamp maples turn. The sumac is fast gro…
The old plum tree has never provided us with much fruit. They usually disappear just before they are ready to pick, thanks to the birds. Still, the blossoms smell really nice in the spring. It is jus…
Years ago we planted two pear trees, one with standard size fruit and the other with smaller pickling pears. We have never really harvested either one. The big pears are scabby, and we don’t know wha…