Where Are the Birds?
I wake most mornings now to the singular “caw” of Crows. So precious, for it comes less and less with the songs of other Birds. Where are the Mourning Doves, the House Sparrows, Finches, Scrub-Jays, … Read more
Poetry
Spider, Cabbage Moth, and Me
Maybe it’s not too late/ to study the humility, restraint, and wisdom/ of other species.
