June 25, 2026
A few minutes into my walk, something caught my eye, and I stopped. Just ahead, two or three feet away, three butterflies hovered over the path…
May 16, 2026
Come play with the saiga, mustangs, and bobcats in the latest issue of the MockingOwl Roost: Wide, Wild World. Every story, every poem, every essay wanders the world with curiosity with wildlife encounters, stunning scenery, and invigorating delight...
May 9, 2026
Threatened habitats resulting from burgeoning human population. What happens when trees are felled, and forest spaces are cleared?
April 24, 2026
I carved a heart you swallowed in bark
not out of hunger,
but ritual.
Every autumn you let go
more easily than I do.
Every spring,
you grew further from the boy who named you.
April 20, 2026
April 12, 2026
A sneeze hangs in the air like a threat,
while the oak tree chuckles in yellow confetti.
My car wears a coat of guilty dust,
proof of spring's indecent proposal.
March 20, 2026
It is the middle of March
and a five-foot evergreen tree
lays flat on top of a garbage container.
March 10, 2026
Bleak midwinter is on the wane. Frosty winds with milder wafts
fan iron-hard earth to coax stone-cold waters into a thaw.
March 2, 2026
They plant their seeds in the iron rich red soil, drop bait in emerald blue water; these faithful stewards live to fish and farm.
January 15, 2026
From the start it was evident that my guide, Tony, would have been much happier working on his own. He only spoke to me to bark instructions. He barely made eye contact and didn’t respond to any pleasantries at all.
August 27, 2025
That had created a reservoir of memories. A few of those moments were caught on camera. But the drumming on the back, head and shoulders cannot be shared.
August 18, 2025
**Trigger warning: death and loss of loved one.** Iris, leaves of red, yellow, goldfall ground-ward, carpetingdew-wet grass, where autumnwalks in her season. Iris, huge white flowersappear […]