Tonight’s back porch visitor was a Cecropia, the largest moth native to North America. I relish these cool evenings. If we’re lucky, they’ll stretch into June, as they’ve done a handful of past summers. Cool enough to keep the back door open...
As I dumped the water, noticing how thirsty the roses, and as I refilled the vase, I thought: these are some of the most beautiful roses I’ve ever had. And. Funny: I bought them for myself. Then I realized how fitting…. Whether you have a partner or not...
Notice the difference between the photographs of the same species of bird, taken in two different states on the same day one year apart. There’s a story there. And I’m going to weave it here for you. For 10 lovely, but, upon reflection, intense first 10...
2020—What did you learn? What did we learn? What did I learn?: I may have just been accused of being Pollyanna. I question that of myself regularly. Yet, again and again, I justify my thoughts based on my experiences—which have included my own share of grief,...
Quickly, twilight was dimming down the warmth and visibility of our late afternoon walk. Thanksgiving was a week away. But my mind was digging into the archives of 2006. Back to another walk on this same park road also during the thinning veil of fall. It was a...
