Discoveries

By Greg Lecker I drive to the sensory garden in the afternoon – rare timing for my regular visit. The garden grounds are full – many visitors of all ages, it seems. I seek a bit of solace within Grace Dayton Wildflower woodland; and overhead, I find High-bush Cranberry fruit ripened and leaves showing a…

Denizens of the Grass

By Mary Beth Pottratz Strolling into the prairie, the chirping of snowy crickets becomes ever louder. The ones nearest me become silent with terror as I approach. I count the number of chirps in 14 seconds and add 40; sure enough, the temperature is 75⁰! A monarch nectars on a Northern plains blazing star. The…

A Late Summer Walk

By Boak Wiesner Pairs of squirrels, both gray and red, chasing each other, oblivious of me, and of everything else, as teenagers are wont to be, remind me that soon I, too, will be dealing with my own sets of squirrels when school soon starts, ha! Summer’s fullness is slowly giving way to the dryer,…

Refuge of Moisture, Scent…..Life

By Greg Lecker I arrive at Spring Peeper Meadow just before sunset. The heavy, warm day has transferred its heat to the abundant foliage. Now, the land gives back this energy in softness, moisture and fragrance. The mown turf paths are springy with thick grass. Just slightly damp; though not yet dewy. Turkey foot (Big…

Prairie Sun

By Mary Beth Pottratz The sun plays hide-and-seek behind drifts of fluffy white cumulus clouds as I ramble through the wetlands. Goldfinches and chickadees make furtive little “tik” calls to each other. Tall stems of deep purple Ironweed reach for the sky. The blossoms morph to deep rust. Early goldenrod is already sporting yellow-gold blooms,…