"Days Pass. Years Vanish. We Walk Sightless Among Miracles": A Primer for the Blind Who Really Want to See
We are indeed the blind leading the blind. Is there time to see before we die?
Birdsong, Being Blessed and How We Battle to Accept Nature's Healing Bounty
It's five am at my house in the woods of Oregon, and the birds are in full-throated song
Just Like That, It's Spring. A Walk Around My Yard in the PNW
Ten days after I left on a road trip, my yard exploded. This is just one reason why I love it up here.
There is No "Away." Why Getting Away From It All Is Never Going to Happen
A bumper sticker makes this fantasy perfectly clear, and why we need to be able to sit with who and what we are, right here, right now