cottonwood trail

Snow Falling on Kudzu

John Lane — Sun, 15 Mar 2009 10:05:04 -0400

Weather just isn't what it used to be. No, I'm not talking about climate change this time. I'm talking about how in the good old days when a big snow storm moved through the piedmont we were left to our own imaginations to figure out how to experience it.

Spring Fever

John Lane — Tue, 12 May 2009 10:36:03 -0400

Yesterday it was 78 degrees with powdery blue skies. We walked on the Cottonwood Trail and saw the bloodroot's first bloom on our favorite March hillside. As an ephemeral early season wildflower, the bloodroot isn't really flashy. It's low to the ground. One white flower with a little yellow center accompanies the single, odd-shaped green leaf.Â They live in colonies but you can almost lose their shy display among the leaf litter.

Scarecrow Wedding

John Lane — Sun, 25 Feb 2007 20:53:26 -0500

Art often takes you to the wild edges of experience, those marshy, unvisited areas of your thought and perception. If you donâ€™t know where your edges are, then step into the presence of art, and you can often quickly locate them. Art challenges and it confronts. It questions and confirms. It can make you feel lost and it can also make you feel like youâ€™ve never left home. Sometimes artâ€™s an experience you donâ€™t understand and others, itâ€™s so familiar you understand it immediately.