Dancing in Wartime

I used to watch WWII movies, and think ‘There’s a war going on. How can they be dancing?’ It was a perfect mid-summer day, and we sat at a picnic table amid dappled sunlight. So much of what my friend said that afternoon echoed in my heart, but these words came complete with illustrations. Of … Continue reading Dancing in Wartime →

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 →