Category: Nature Writing
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CROAK: A book of fun for frog lovers | Book Review
CROAKA Book of Fun for Frog LoversProfessor Phil Bishop (ED.) Croak: A Book of Fun for Frog Lovers, by Professor Phil Bishop (ed.) | 9781925820812 | Hardback | 160 pages | 225 x 203mm | RRP US $19.99 …
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Book Review | Tree Beings
Tree Beings, by Raymond Huber and Sandra SevergniniForward by Dr. Jane GoodallExisle Publishing This book is a review copy from the publisher. I chose this book to review because of the title. Right away, I identified with the …
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Gathering Earth Pigments Among the Floodwater Gifts
I went down to the Wild Ozark creek to see what gifts the water brought this time and found a whole new gravel bed! Once I’m done gathering earth pigments from it I can put some back on the driveway, …
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Check the Fences… and Waterfalls
I didn’t intend to check the fences on the steep side of our property this evening. I say the ‘steep side’ as if there is only one. Ha. No. Most of the sides on our square-shaped 160 acres are steep. …
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Day 14: Nature Journal Series – Sunlight on Distant Hills
Sunlight on distant hills always makes for a pretty picture. It’s just hard to capture, whether by camera or pencil. This time I tried with my Prismacolor pencils. About this journal entry Some autumn seasons bring vivid colors, while others …
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Day 13: Nature Journal Series
Signs of Life About this journal entry The signs of life during the coldest parts of winter always intrigue me. I love seeing the green grass shoots found under a layer of snow or peeking out from the shelter of …
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Relics of Seasons Past & Sepia-toned Beauty
I went in search of harbingers of spring but found only sepia colored relics of seasons past. Relics Not sure what the flower is, but it makes a pretty relic. This is one of my favorites – a dried wild …
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Day 11 – Nature Journal Series
About this journal entry My son says my nature sketching looks like a turkey feather. It is not. It is a leaf half submerged in the water, haha. Can’t have the world at large making the same mistake. About the …
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An Exploration of our Wild Ozark Bluff
Yesterday we took the day off from our usual daily work and hiked around Ozark bluff that follows our driveway. Every time we travel to and from the house, we look at it and comment that we’d like to get …
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Hiking to the Wild Ozark Corner Bluff
A while back, I posted about our exploration of the bluffs along the driveway. This time we went hiking to what I call the “Corner Bluff”. It’s not far away, either, but takes a bit of effort. Getting to …
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Feathered Rovers, a Poem
A little time alone watching a flock of birds in the woods today inspired a poem. My poetry is infrequent and when the drive to write one hits, I just have to get it out of my head. And since …
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Imposter by Nature – Hognose Snake
Valerie, don’t read this post… it’s about a hognose snake and there are pictures 😉 Situational Awareness Lesson This is a negative lesson. Don’t do what I do. Luckily for me, it wasn’t as bad a situation as it could …
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Ozark Backroad Photo Journey – Come Along for the Ride
Whenever I go away from the house alone, I take my camera. A simple run to the post office or to town becomes an Ozark Backroad Photo Journey. I generally try not to do this when I have passengers or …
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Mailbox and Back in Under an Hour
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in Art Journaling, Herbalism, Herbs, Musings, Nature, Nature Writing, Ozarks, Photography, Plants, SummerYesterday I brought my camera with me when I went to the mailbox. If I had walked, I know it would have taken more than an hour because I would have seen so many more opportunities to stop and take …
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The First Flowers of Spring at Wild Ozark
Nature lovers began the frenzy of watching for the first flowers of spring a few weeks ago. Here at Wild Ozark, we’re in a little eco-microcosm that is often more than a week behind surrounding areas in spring. Our temperatures …
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The Sound of Winter
Some sounds are distinctly “winter”. Sometimes the sound of winter is marked by the absence of sound. Maybe it’s more correctly described as the “silence of winter”. I am often reminded of how grateful I am to have my sense …