My art and writing are two channels I use to express gratitude for all the goodness in my life.  Being creative requires me to step out of my comfort zone and explore new avenues.  When I write and paint from the heart, everything makes sense.  I am grateful for the opportunity to share my joy with you.

Little River Pond Walk

Little River Pond Walk

"In every walk with nature one receives far more than he seeks."

~ John Muir


It is a beautiful spring afternoon, one that I have been hoping for after many gray, rainy days. With camera in hand I head out to one of my favorite spots, the boardwalk at Little River Pond, which is tucked away at White Memorial Conservation Center in Litchfield, Connecticut.


The warm sun mingles with the cool breeze, and the air smells oh so fresh and sweet.


I have lost count of how many times I have taken a photograph of this view from the bridge, but know I have taken at least one during each season. Someday I will pull them all together to see if I can discern any changes over these past 15+ years.


Fiddlehead ferns and skunk cabbage unfurl along the side of the boardwalk. Bushes have begun to bud and plants poke their heads up out of the rain-soaked earth.


I scan the skies for signs of herons or red-winged blackbirds but am not rewarded with a sighting. The river water is high because of the recent rains and I spot a large turtle scavenging nearby. We often sight small turtles when we go kayaking during the summer and the size of this one takes me by surprise. I look around for beavers but there are none to be found, although here and there you can see where they have been gnawing on trees. Spring is a good time to kayak on the river because the waterline is high, making it easier to get over the various dams the beavers have constructed.


There are others on the boardwalk this day, but the trail is big enough that I only encounter a few hikers as I quietly make my way around the pond. The peacefulness of the afternoon seeps under my skin, and I feel my body relax into an easy rhythm, a walking meditation. I am thankful I am able to walk this path whenever I feel the need to step away from the busy world.

Do you have a favorite spot that you revisit time and again?


If rivers come out of their icy prison thus bright and immortal, shall not I too resume my spring life with joy and hope? ~ Henry David Thoreau