Author: janaseitz1
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As The Hawk Flies
God’s still the finest painter around, and I love seeing the autumn collection. I followed the color palette north this week to stroll through some landscapes, and stumbled upon a fascinating find: a whole sub-culture of bird lovers, the Hawk Watchers. “ACROBATICS GOING ON IN THE V!” was the call that drew us in. When…
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The Truth of Sleepy Hollow
It’s October so naturally I’ve been spending some quality time lurking around old bone orchards, the crown jewel of which remains the Old Dutch Church and Burying Grounds in Sleepy Hollow. Not to be confused with the adjacent 85-acre Sleepy Hollow Cemetery, the Dutch cemetery covers 2.5 acres. The Grounds are the haunt of the…
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A Good Dump is Hard to Find
When the crickets in the trees sound like fire alarms in need of new batteries, I know it’s coming. The last of the heat and humidity, a couple more weeks ‘til the color parade, then the dreaded end of daylight saving time. Time to take to the woods to torture the children with a cabin trip. In…
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Nature’s Air Conditioners
It’s 95 degrees with 85% humidity, and I’m charged with taking teenagers on a 5-mile hike straight up a mountain made of hot stone. No breeze, no water source, nothing to keep us from melting into the earth except the green canopy above the trail and our will to make it. We made it of course,…
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Breaking S.A.D.
I’ve been handed 18 chances while living in the Northeast to learn that the funk I fall into in winter is bigger than I am, but I’ve blown it every year. As in love and labor, one forgets the pain and jumps right in to do it again. I was born in a hot…