Birders regularly recall the trigger bird that stopped them in their tracks and awakened their curiosity about the avifauna. While I can’t name one particular trigger species, I owe my fascination for feathered friends to the manifold ducks that migrate to Alaska during the summer. When my husband and I called this northernmost state home … Continue reading Gone to the Ducks
The caption might be misleading, but as I intend to make this post an annual tradition, and last year’s bore the identical title, I will keep it, despite measly progress with my Pulitzer for Fiction reading list – one lone work. In response to my request for suggestions in January 2017, I heeded M. Miles’s … Continue reading My 2017 Pulitzer Reading List
As I did for my 2016 review, I am again reminding myself of the motto expressed on a historic clock in downtown Colorado Springs: Dum Vivimus Vivamus. While we live, let us live. The greater my disenchantment with political, religious, and familial strife, the more I seek refuge in nature, camera in tow. Next … Continue reading The Year in Pictures/Das Jahr in Bildern
My body is in line. It is at its darkest point, but only for a short time. Not enough time for madness or temporary depression to set in. The darkest point is only a brief window of opportunity. Opportunity for sadness, loneliness, falling out of love and other states associated with the lack … Continue reading Solstice
I don’t consider myself a practicing Christian, yet continue to practice – and relish – Christmas, at least certain aspects. In a globalizing and homogenizing world, traditions have the power to ground and to offer a sense of belonging. My recent journey to Europe coincided with the holiday season and re-exposed me to some of … Continue reading It’s Beginning To Look A Lot Like Christmas
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