Anamchara, soul-friend

Image of a barred owl feather

Yesterday, the chickens were out running about and I was supervising. Every time a crow cawed, they would run for cover under a car or in their pen, and I would chide them gently. “Sillies,” I would say. “The crows won’t hurt you. It’s the hawk that circles around these parts you need to worry …

Cobwebs

hummingbird in flight, facing the camera, its head cocked slightly, its wings a blur

The most important stories are often the hardest to weave. How do you know where to begin? An orb weaving spider begins in the center, doesn’t she? No. At a corner, and then allows a breeze to carry her from one anchor point to another, trailing silk behind her. That’s it. One corner is connected …

Heat of sun

The year is 1995. I am a senior in college. I have powered through my first three years, taking everything I could handle each semester, starting with advanced classes because I had tested out of the 101 courses. By now, I have fulfilled all the requirements for graduation and nearly all the requirements for my …