The River Runs North

So the Youghiogheny runs north? my friend interjected into the conversation. She had to, to get a word in edgewise. We all had a lot to say as we were driving through the mountain pass, skirting the arbitrary line that separates Virginia and Maryland from Southern Pennsylvania. The mountains don't respect the division - they … Continue reading The River Runs North →

Birding & Bombing Iran

There is a common house finch eating in our front yard the moment I learn the United States had bombed Iran. I had just pulled into the driveway after an afternoon hike when the radio announcer interrupted the typical programming to tune in live to a BBC report. I wind down the windows, and leave … Continue reading Birding & Bombing Iran →