A bird just flew into our glass door. Π†t’s not dead. Just really embarrassed.

It’s messed up how us humans have to obey all these laws while bears get to eat whoever they want.

I’d trust a groundhog over a weatherman any day.

They say every snowflake is different, as if someone actually checked them.

I only go for nature walks with people I can outrun.

Due to financial reasons, I will now be performing photosynthesis.

It’s crazy windy today. Trash is blowing everywhere, so watch out for your ex.

Spiders are the only web developers who love finding bugs.

I’ve skipped midlife crisis and gone straight to birdwatching.

Her heart is a combination of wildflowers and wildfires, delicate, yet so fierce.

You could go camping or you could stay at home, not shower, leave dirt on the floor and let some squirrels in.

If you collect the crumbs from one Nature Valley granola bar, you can make three more granola bars.

Normalize arguing with plants who refuse to stay alive.

She is both the storm and the shelter.

Female breasts are nature’s anti-stress balls. The irony is that they are connected to the biggest stress-inducing device.

Born to be a frolicker of the forest, forced to be a cog in the machine.

I told the trees what you did. Be wary when you enter the forest next.

Clearing her mind with a brisk walk along the foggy shoreline.

Edging my house plants by putting them next to the window when it rains.

If I’m ever found dead in the woods, it’s probably because I was trying to pet a bear.