WARNING: Those with weak constitutions (or a fear of bugs) might want to skip this post. In my life, I have lived in both the city (New York City) and in the country (my current location). The biggest difference between the two? The quiet. The wonderful, peaceful, calming, soothing, annoying, irritating, infuriating QUIET. DAMMIT, isn’t…
...deep in the woods
Category Archives: Mother Nature
Food for thought
Tonight I read a post from Dooce about acorns. It made me think of how I’ve always wondered about eating them. I mean, they are edible (oak tree acorns are, anyway – not sure if there are other types of acorns, but feel free to jump in Amy), and I had heard that Native Indians…
Lovely, dark and deep
For 22 years of my life, I lived in a large city (New York City, to be exact). Although it was technically the suburbs (ok, technically-technically it was one of the boroughs of NY), it did feel quite busy and crowded. Fourteen years ago, I moved north to Albany to attend school. Four years after…
Fun, not fun
Fun: Going campingNot fun: Going camping in the rain. For 2 days. Whilst getting my period (sorry, guys). Fun: Getting a few hours of time to myself while the hubs attends a town meeting.Not fun: Listening to Bunker Monkey screech for the first 5 minutes after hubs has left. Fun: Going for a drive.Not fun:…
Love/hate relationship
I love Mother Nature. Truly, I do. And it’s not just a fair weather friendship. I love snow, I looooove rain, and I love ice storms when the trees look like they’ve been turned to crystal (as long as I don’t have to drive in it). I also love all her creatures, great and small….
Welcome to the country
I often compare my marriage to one between people of different faiths. In what way, you ask? Well, let’s just say that Bunker Hubby was brought up in, um, slightly different surroundings than I was. I grew up in the Church of the Big City (NYC – Flushing, Queens to be precise) and BH was…
Mother Nature…she'll cut you
Right around now is the time of year when strangers frequently approach me on the street and ask me, “Are you alright?” with concerned looks on their faces. The reason for this is because this is also the time of year when the black raspberries that grow wild on our property are ripe. This is…
Traumatizing the wildlife
Yesterday we drove Bunker Monkey up north so he could camp overnight (overnight! for the first time! Woo!) with his favorite aunt. I may have mentioned this aunt before; but I don’t think any of my previous posts have communicated to y’all exactly the level of devotion that little Bunker Monkey has for her. I…
Summer solstice
I’m not normally a big summer solstice celebrator (I know, shocking!), but I think I might have to start. Yesterday, I went to my friends A and J’s house because they invited me on a motorcycle ride with their friends. You may have read the recent post about my trip to Lake George with A,…
Listening
I have a strange feeling this morning. I think the Universe is trying to tell me something. Take a look at the evidence. Within the past two weeks, I have: Started watching a website with a live cam that shows the nest of a pair of peregrine falcons and their 3 babies in San Jose.Discovered…
Inside Mother Nature's head
As I was driving home last night in the 80th snowstorm of the month (ok, it just felt like it. But really, doesn’t it feel like winter has dragged on foreeeeeeeevvvvvverrrr?), I was thinking to myself, I wonder what Mother Nature thinks of all this. Here’s what I came up with: (Mother Nature, looking out…
Sliding down the highway
Ok, so I’m driving home today from Saratoga, after having had 4 hours of sleep and having spent the previous 4 hours helping a good friend get through an incredibly hard time. Oh, and I also hadn’t eaten since breakfast. Anyway, there I am, driving down the interstate, when all of a sudden Whoooooosh! I’m…
God, why will it never snow?
It’s just too bad that we haven’t had any snow yet this winter. Bunker Monkey would really love to be able to play out in the white stuff at least once this winter. And it’s really not Christmas, in my mind, unless we get at least a couple inches of snow on the ground in…
Autumn is here
…and it’s about damn time. Now we can finally sit around the house making cookies on a Saturday and watching movies without feeling guilty. I love autumn/winter! Yeh, I know, I’m a slacker. But what else is there to do on a day that’s gloomy and gray and frigid? It’s too late for apple picking….
Bye-bye summer
I’m trying not to think about the fact that summer is, unofficially/officially, for all intents and purposes, over. But don’t tell that to the tomatoes ripening on my windowsill (most of which are various shades of green – to – pale orange, because if I let them get any riper than that the various small…
