A Day on the Prairie

By Boak Wiesner With the flies buzzing around my head, I was glad of a Twelve-spotted Skimmer as my companion along my walk. This one perched on a Lead plant for a bit before continuing to circle me as it hunted. I was struck by how many of the plants flowering right now produced yellow…

Something Buggin’ Me

by Mary Beth Pottratz A welcome sun shines in a blue sky made pale by an airbrushed mist of cloud. Breezes carry the heady scent of common milkweed in waves as I enter the arboretum. Tall, slender spires of Culver’s root line Alkire Drive like an honor guard. Black-eyed Susans nod their greeting as song…

Windy Day in the Forest

By Boak Wiesner The wind cavorts in the leaves, as I make my way along the path east of rhododendrons, and what strikes me is that wind in trees is auditorily like fog is visually: it narrows one’s perspective down to the immediate surroundings and no more. Only the loudest bird calls can be heard….