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The Last Cast
At sunset’s edge, she casts her line, as evening paints the water divine… Took this while standing on the Hoover Reservoir Dam at sunset. And yes, this is Ohio’s version of the Hoover Dam—not…
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From Humble Fields: Pumpjack at Sunset
From humble fields where soybeans rise, an iron heartbeat wakes beneath the skies. The story—and the massive cloud of dust—behind capturing an old pumpjack at sunset in Kirkersville, Ohio.
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Backyard Birding: The White-Breasted Nuthatch… and My ‘Old Man’ Confession
Meet the tiny aviator in my backyard: The White-Breasted Nuthatch. I just got my first bird feeder, downloaded an app, and I’m officially entering ‘old man’ territory. Here’s why I’m OK with it.
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Shades of Grace
A reflection on faith and the quiet beauty of nature: “Beneath the summer sky, where old branches sway, God paints His quiet grace in shades of green each day…”
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Witness to Ohio’s Frontier
Hewn from the timber of a wild frontier, she stood and braved the ever-shifting ways; A rugged window to an early year, where her proud legacy forever stays… Discovering History Since I had a…
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Pale Wings in Green
“Pale Wings in Green” is a concise one-stanza nature poem celebrating a moment of calm as a delicate white butterfly visits a wild thistle.
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Ribbon of Gold
She casts a path of liquid gold, a blazing trail for eyes to hold; and on the rippling lake she stays, until she fades beyond our gaze…


