Nature

  • Taking A Walk In The Woods

    I’m sharing this on the trail here in Gunpowder Falls State Park, where I’ve decided to take a little walk in the woods to reconnect with the Earth. This is my first mobile post here at The Baltimore Writer, an experiment to bring you my experiences more immediately, perhaps a little raw and incomplete.  It’s…

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  • 14 Hours In Light: Part 4. The Rising Sun, The Falling Moon, and The Epiphany

    Part 4. The Rising Sun, The Falling Moon, and The Epiphany These seven minutes I spend on the summit of Big Bald Mountain, waiting for the sun’s first sliver to slip over the eastern mountains beyond Little Bald are, perhaps, the most powerful of my life. Within the first minute of standing between the falling…

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  • Autumn’s Perennial Gift To Us All

    There is a fierce wind blowing outside, howling and whistling through the paper-thin lines of space here and there, making music out of something I cannot see. Our lawn is coated with the remnants of autumn, a patchwork quilt of dying hues that shift in shape by that same, invisible wind. It is a scene…

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  • Baltimore Beauty in Autumn

    Baltimore Beauty in Autumn

    Last Sunday, I was fortunate enough to drive along Mt. Carmel Road in northern Baltimore County. The stretch from Falls Road to York Road is one of the most meditative and breathtaking rides close to home. When I looked out my window and saw this view, I had to pull over to really enjoy its…

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  • Change Your Perspective, Change Your Life

    Last Sunday, Oct. 27, I began my day with realizing the following: Inspiration surrounds us in all things; we merely need to realize the beauty in what we already see. The experiences we have, and the way in which we perceive and receive them, are entirely up to us. Sometimes, all we need to do…

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  • Reflections On This New Day

    As the sun began to rise this morning, and I sat along the banks of the Loch Raven Reservoir taking random photos of the water and the wildlife, I was struck with a thought that I had forgotten long ago. With the exception of a few runners passing by who were training for an upcoming…

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  • Flowing with Van Gogh

    I was struck this morning by the satellite image of the three storms brewing in the Atlantic Ocean. The National Hurricane Center is predicting an above-average likelihood for storms to hit the east coast this year, making the stretch between North Carolina and Massachusetts as likely to get hit as Florida or the other Gulf…

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