I have spent my life in the company of those who like to talk about words. Their power (so they say) mightier than the sword.
But words are just one language, and — hear me — there are others. Ones I am just now beginning to learn…
Tag: nature
defiance …
The birds come back first, though it’s seven degrees out. I watch them: raucous, small-bodied rebels, singing in the trees. Red-breasted balls of blue fluff, they wear their colors as a dare — an act of defiance against February’s gray. I watch them: hopping. Chattering. They warble and catcall, leaving a complicated series of footprints on […]
Flashback: A Question, Left By a Brook …
True story? At least three times in the past three days, someone I care about has stared straight into my eyes and said something like: I can’t take much more of winter. They haven’t said the words like people griping about getting caught in an afternoon rainshower. Instead, they’ve spoken with a kind of emptiness and exhaustion […]
the unflinching honesty of fresh snow…
I go out walking in the white — shocked, as always, at how it erases what came Before… And how it reveals whatever came After. On its clean slate, I can see clearly the crease made by the wing of a low-flying bird. The tracks of even the most soft-footed fox. The bullethole of each […]
Flashback: An Invitation to Look Again …
Just over a year ago, I posted this little story. I stumbled across it again yesterday, and it still feels thick with magic, mystery, and fearless everyday wonder. Enjoy, friends … * This is how it happens: I am out shopping, late Sunday afternoon, when I see on the shelves a little oval mirror that hangs […]
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