A Slow Bird

The relentless fall winds blow in today as if they never left; instead, waiting and gathering strength deep in the prairie dog holes. Free now, the winds oddly sound like heavy ocean waves, and their ferocity ebbs and flows like the breaking of those waves near the shoreline. The remnant summer flowers bow down at…

Observation Four on a Rainy Thursday

Thursday. Rain, cold, gray blanket sky. Breezy wind is teasing, reminding us she will grow to gale-force soon. Roaring fireplace, hot coffee, soft old comforter. This is early for the first “fireplace fire” of the year. I wonder, will winter come early? We had such extreme weather last year, including big September and May snow…

Internet Irony and Bird Obsessions

One reason I came home for the last week of my sabbatical was to have steady Internet access while I finish up projects. Funny thing: our local Internet has been awful-up and down or slow. Twice this week I went to the local coffee shop to use their Internet. Despite the minor inconvenience, I am…