The pink zephyranthes are in bloom at the cottage door. I call them “zephies”. Read more about these sweet little bulbs that like to bloom in the summer.
Tag Archives: Three Rivers
First Snow…
Snow dusting Case Mountain, view from Cort Cottage.
Bridge to Nature
I have always known that Cort Cottage Bed and Breakfast is a bridge to nature for its guests. Bridging between city and country, between fast pace and slow pace, between asphalt and mountains, between high tech and low tech, even though the cottage has wireless internet, and between stress and relaxation… Looking from the DinelyContinue reading “Bridge to Nature”
Walking in the early morning…
I have two wonderful walks near home. One is just down the road, at the road’s end, and goes up the hills and mountains on BLM land. It is a famous place for mountain bikers, horse riding and walking with dogs and friends. But lately, I have been drawn to the river, which is downContinue reading “Walking in the early morning…”
Farewell to Spring
The last wildflowers of Spring are blooming in Three Rivers. I hate to see Spring leave. But I know that I can just follow it up the hills as the weeks progress. It finally culminates in a great bloom up in the wild meadows of the Park in late June and early July. And thenContinue reading “Farewell to Spring”
Spring is full-blown
Yes, it has been a while since I reported from the Edge. Spring is extra beautiful this year. I know I say this every year, but it always amazes me how it shows up so glorious each time! Simply said, April at the Cottage still has several openings before the busy season starts in May. Continue reading “Spring is full-blown”
When did you fall in love with nature?
When did you first fall in love with nature? This question landed on me, as a surprising imperative (posed by keynote speaker, John Muir Laws), in a crowded banquet room in Sacramento, where 800 “plant people” had gathered for the 2009 Conservation Conference of the California Native Plant Society. This happened two weeks ago….. InContinue reading “When did you fall in love with nature?”