- Roslyn Imrie
- I am a mother, a teacher, and a nature lover. I grew up on a mountain we called Owls' Knob in the Ozarks of Arkansas. The first seven years of my life were spent living in a log cabin, far from a store or streetlight, without electricity or running water and after twenty years of travel, I returned to the abondoned homestead. Now I live on a hill by a small lake and work at a public garden. These are stories about nature written from a women deeply influenced by place.
Saturday, February 19, 2011
The spring peepers began their annual chorus. All night and throughout every foggy or overcast day, they chirp, trill, and croak. Our small Koa ponds (which harbor no fish) are brimming amphibians. Mating frogs float on the surface and climb up the black rubber lining the shores. Lonely males sing to humming females. They float suspended on the water's reflection with arms and legs extended, like a sky diver feeling the sky.
Posted by Roslyn Imrie at 10:17 PM