Call of nature

I awoke to an unearthly din, like a rubber foot pump with hiccups. It was so loud that I could feel it resonating in my guts. In the glass of water by my bed, I swear I saw concentric ripples à la tha

I stop short of taking my next step. Somewhere amid the squeak-crunch of snow beneath my boots and the footfalls and heavy breathing of our labrador, Hobbes, there is something else. The two of us sta

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Spring is the time to see the muscular and noble goshawk, usually as elusive as a ghost circling and swooping through the sky

Reenie’s unwanted night-time visitor had her spitting feathers

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