What a weird/bonkers/bananas spring its been. When the Coronavirus news began to appear from China in late November, early December, I remember having a little shiver of weird feeling about the whole thing, but shelter in place orders and everything being closed were NOT on my spring of 2020 bingo card. I had plans, man.… Continue reading Sock Yarn and Quarantine
“In a world where everyone seems to be larger and louder than yourself, it is very comforting to have a small, quiet companion” – Peter Gray I believe in Teddy Bears. Not just that they exist, that’s obvious, but in their ability to heal, to quiet, to comfort. In the last three years, I’ve returned… Continue reading Work in Progress
My eldest son and I were talking about travel the other day. I think I was bemoaning the fact that I didn’t take a gap year- or, as would have been more helpful personally- a gap decade after high school. My initial college performance wasn’t what you’d call successful. Mostly it was just needlessly expensive when I… Continue reading Life vs The Stuff, or, What I Have Learned From Cats and Bats
A little less than two weeks ago, Elijah and I were out for a walk, and when we came around the bend toward our house, we saw the goose family of Ink Pond walking slowly up the hill- all but one. On closer inspection, one of the babies seemed to be thinking about taking a… Continue reading The Gosling
We’ve been sorting all morning. Wait. Change that. We’ve been “sorting” for over a month and we’ve come to that nasty place where you think you have a lot done, but the house looks absolutely trashed. Papers everywhere. All of the important and pretty *things* are packed away and out of the way. The detritus… Continue reading A reminder from the starling
This time of year is always at least partially spent searching our yard after storms for baby birds hurled willy-nilly out of bending, blowing trees. Over the years I’ve found many- too many to give any sort of accurate count. We’ve found starlings, cow birds, grackles, doves, sparrows and the usually ill-fated robin (I find… Continue reading Gone to the Bird
*Sigh* For the last two years I’ve been helping out a particular feral cat that showed up at our trash can, regularly. I figured it was easier to feed him than to watch him tear up the trash every morning- and with that- my conscience. He is a beautiful, tawny colored tabby with intense green… Continue reading The Wild One
My desk sits in our little front room, and is surrounded on the north and east by windows that look into our front yard. This morning, as I was wrestling with a particularly difficult section of an assignment on diversity, I noticed some movement on the ground outside that north window. There were ring-necked doves,… Continue reading The Blessing of Birdseed
Here is an essay I wrote after another stray animal episode a few months back. For some odd reason, I couldn’t sign into my account for awhile, and therefore- it got past me and I forgot:) You’d think there were a sign above my door. Something to the effect of- Cat hotel and diner! Free… Continue reading A Tale of Abandonment
I wrote this essay a few months ago, and forgot to post it. The events contained happened during late September of this year. Enjoy! What is it about days when you are still in pajamas and robe at 10:00 in the morning- thats the day all the neighbors decide to pay you a call. Anyway,… Continue reading Why Woodchucks Are Not Pests
Wren & Starling 