Category: Nature
Death of a hart–Hope in a blizzard
There is a bier of ribs in the ditch along highway 37. A cage on its side, bound by a backbone. The ribs curve and form an open-ended oval, an entrance. Red fla...
A chime of wrens
This birdhouse is 45 years old. I built it when I was 11. I do not know how long birdhouse’s are expected to endure, I only know that when I built it I wa...