The title is a direct (if slightly old-fashioned) translation of a German saying, “April, April, macht was er will” (the emphasis being on the second syllable of Apríl, which is why I spelled it with an accent mark). The month with the reputation of being fickle, of doing what it wants with regard to the … Continue reading Apríl, Apríl, Does What It Will
The way I deal with the stresses of life is by spending as much time in nature as possible, away from (most) people. We are fortunate to live in a quasi-rural rather than an urban area, with access to plentiful parks and open spaces, where it’s relatively easy to avoid crowds. It is what I … Continue reading Meet My March Mammals
Last week’s post featured a picture of one of the former tuberculosis huts, which was re-fashioned into the entrance booth for the Rock Ledge Ranch. It inspired me to re-visit my photo archive with copious images of what is another one of my favorite go-to places. This special site is now owned by the city … Continue reading Welcome to Rock Ledge Ranch
Imagine living in this octagonal hut for months, if not years at a time, with only a bed, a nightstand, a closet, a washbasin, and a desk. If you were lucky, you might have had electricity and a small stove, but this was not guaranteed. If you had been among those seeking a cure for … Continue reading History in our Midst
Do you remember the elation I felt about my first encounter with one of our local Bighorn Sheep this past summer? Multiply that excitement by sixty, and you will be able to relate to my sheer sense of delight about a more recent event. Erinnerst Du Dich noch über mein Hochgefühl, als ich im vergangenen … Continue reading More Sheep
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