Native hydrangea In early summer the big-leaf cousin of this hydrangea gets all the attention in New England with its showy blue flowers, but in late-summer the creamy white heads of this variety turn to a lovely blushing pink as a subtle reminder of their enduring beauty. Words and images by Michael J. Hall
Foliage collage Early autumn in New England is like watching the pure pigments squeezed fresh from the tube directly onto an artist's pallet - visitors from the cadmium family of greens, yellows, oranges and reds. Words and images by Michael J. Hall
Eastside Brook Seeing the course that nature takes through the woods seems much like the trek a child might take, not a straight line of the easiest path, but a rambling one - hopping along the tops of larger rocks, stepping over fallen trees, stopping to inspect the waters of the deeper pools, finding a... Continue Reading →
Sandy trek Somewhere out of view we can hear the soft churn of the ocean waves upon the shore, perhaps just beyond this rise of sandy dunes and over the same course that deep tracks of footsteps and wheeled vehicles journeyed before us today or many days passed. Words and images by Michael J. Hall