Annas hummingbird
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The Company That I Keep
I look like one of those people, but I’m not. No, I don’t watch television. There is too much else to do. But that “else” isn’t pursuit of the spiritual, the religious, the social. I do things with my beat… Continue reading
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The Horse Trailer Sings Again
In a year where I’m grabbing for the steering wheel and brake pedal as the driverless car careens down a ravine, the patterns of nature go on as usual. For the second year, a Bewicks wren has built a nest in a compartment under the… Continue reading
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They are not our pets
The hummingbird was not going to wait for me to hang the feeder. On a cold morning in Western Washington, with uncommon snow on the ground, the male Anna’s wanted his sugar water, and now. As I walked toward the… Continue reading
A Place of River and Sky 