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We the multitude rising with spring.—Kim Stafford Eager for spring, we have leaptacross an hour as the equinoxapproaches in five days. Consumed by so much of humanity’sturmoil, we cannot help but brightenunder March sunshine, warmer days and, at the grocerystore, … Continue reading →

At the end of every day,the Committee in Charge of Sunsetssets in motion a sky show that draws humans to lookwest over an ocean to watchour nearest star slip below the horizon, periodically withgorgeous lighting effects—pinky oranges with beams angling … Continue reading →

Let it be on a painterly blue-sky day likethis one under an artistic wash of light clouds, on a trail that feels like ours, weaving throughpines with periodic peeks of the calm Pacific. As you lean into a slight rise … Continue reading →

(Tidepool watching, Pt. LobosState Natural Reserve, Carmel, California) (for Sue Lester, DVM) ••• Hermit crabs of various sizesmeander the little crabby highwayof a low-tide pool as I sit and watch the show on a spring-like afternoon.I cannot peer in tide … Continue reading →

If this were Hawaii,we’d be looking for honuas we walk this blufftop trail. But this is California’s central coast,where kelp forests shimmy underthe surface of the sea, not turtles,though a few slender-neckedcormorants on the hunt pop up,then dive to surface … Continue reading →

The first tentative forayof a not-too-long walkputs us on an elevated path above Pacific waves smashingrocks into sand. We bothget easily winded, especially coming up steepstairs that lead to and fromthe tiny cove mostly hidden (as its name testifies)unless you … Continue reading →

hover over a quartet of almonds,which sidles up to a couple of olives, alongside a bit of goat cheesethe color of the streaky clouds high over the ruler-straight horizondividing sea and sky. You, butterfly lover, would admirethis arrangement. He, a … Continue reading →

No birder, I can’t identify them,except as birds, and I don’t need to. What moves me, far away in warmer,western weather, is the snow falling in the video, the chirps of birdsthat, I hope, indicate some kind of delight. Some … Continue reading →

There is something more to come.—Dorianne Laux It’s the amorphous, pliable, stickysomething that stops us,clenches us in fear, the what-ifs mounting like bricksmortared in place to keep us inor something out. But oh, dear ones, what ifwe took up that … Continue reading →

(for those struggling and in pain) It is no easy thing to hold pain.The sharp, porcupine-y pointspierce your palms, fine threads of blood embroidering your life line,and even if you set it down,trying to shake off the wounds like a … Continue reading →