How lucky I am to be able • to fill the bird feeders • while the chickadees and cardinals • whistle waiting in the shrubs. Continue reading →
the light is fading •
the robins take to the shrubs •
reciting their day Continue reading →
Thanks Morebirds for giving me a way to replace the tube of my old Droll Yankee tube feeder that got eaten by a bear in the spring. Ten bucks, good as new, with just a philips screwdriver and a large … Continue reading →
The other day, the NaPoWriMo prompt was to re-read a bit of Spoon River Anthology and write something in the voice of someone who has died. That wasn’t the day for me to do it but today, I took that … Continue reading →
Grey and rainy. Well, beyond rainy: hosing down rain and grapple and hail. Went to Hand Hollow and caught a glimpse of the same bit of heron head in the nest. It is hunkered down probably wishing it had a … Continue reading →
What can we gain by sailing to the moon if we are not able to cross the abyss that separates us from ourselves?
