Mural on the other side of the building in Durham. Full mural and story is here.

Mural in Durham, North Carolina.

Morning walk on Raleigh’s Crabtree Creek Trail, and now coffee and a bagel with a good book at Brew Coffee Bar.

Bumblebee on goldenrod.

I guess this must be how we get new turtles in our forest. 🐢

Is anyone in the Micro.blog world in the business of embroidery? I’m looking to order some custom velcro-backed patches. Would like to find someone local to North Carolina or from this great online community.

Rising in the forest.

I walked into town this morning for coffee and reading the New Yorker. As I walked back I thought about my former colleagues at Northern Ohio Live magazine, including Rice Hershey. At home, packing for big plumbing repair, I found this cap that Rice had brought back from Nepal.

Erin just noticed this male box turtle eating a fallen pear in the backyard. 🐢

We had our first fire of the season out in the fire pit. Perfect night.

I am working from the DCRI office in the Durham Centre in Downtown Durham, North Carolina. It is quiet but it feels good to be back in an office setting. Durham is a vibrant city and I am looking forward to exploring the shops and restaurants again.

Crew was here earlier to demo my office, part of a costly, disruptive project to update all the plumbing in this house. Now big rains are pounding outside. Wanted to visit the coffee shop but will make stovetop espresso instead.

In the forest this morning, the crows are harassing a great horned owl while a red-tailed hawk circles above screaming.

Labor Day holiday, walked into town, coffee at favorite cafe then migas at the co-op, reading the New Yorker archival issue on food & drink.

We gathered Anna from her dorm for a family hike on Greensboro’s Lake Townsend Trail, part of North Carolina’s Mountains-to-Sea Trail system.

Carrboro Run Club night. I went 4 miles. Now enjoying a thirst-quenching Pilsner from Craftboro Brewing Company. Big group here in the parking lot. Join us every Tuesday at 6:33.

Stepped outside. Cicadas are loud, but I hear tapping high in an oak tree, am lucky to spot the flashy black, white, and red of a pileated woodpecker. (Wondering if @mikehendley takes commissions.)

This autumn clematis is beautiful, but it is invasive and damaging the azalea.

Micro Camp sticker arrived yesterday. Thank you @jean @manton and all the presenters for a great event. Next year we camp for real?