Spring came early to New England this year. After a relatively mild winter, in late February, there were pips pushing up through frozen earth and even some modest “Big Nights” (amphibian migrations to vernal pools), some of the earliest ever recorded. The birdsongs abruptly changed, as if someone suddenly switched the forest playlist. Now that weContinue reading ““It is spring again. The earth is like a child that knows poems by heart.” – Rainer Maria Rilke”
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“You were the one who taught me,” he said. “I never looked at you without seeing the sweetness of the way the world goes together, or without sorrow for its spoiling. I became a hero to serve you, and all that is like you.”― Peter S. Beagle, The Last Unicorn
August has arrived with hazy, humid days, crickets and afternoon thunderstorms. It is the height of summer and yet there are hints of autumn. The constellations shift, and here in the northeast you can see Scorpio again in the night sky. The mornings begin with a slight coolness that will soon become a chill. MyContinue reading ““You were the one who taught me,” he said. “I never looked at you without seeing the sweetness of the way the world goes together, or without sorrow for its spoiling. I became a hero to serve you, and all that is like you.”― Peter S. Beagle, The Last Unicorn“
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