The First Fly
A large black fly has emerged in the greenhouse during these first days of February,…
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Almanack Essays
Spring Meaning
Like love, spring does not rise complete or whole from space or ether, is never…
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Counting
The old year lost its power over me at some point in the middle of…
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Camel Crickets in the Tub
Camel crickets keep falling into my bathtub-shower during the coldest part of winter. Once there,…
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Winter Fever
In January and February, I often fill my list books with fresh schedules. Sometimes, I…
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Mice in the Mug
Wee, sleeket, cowran, tim’rous beastie, O, what panic’s in thy breastie! Thou need na start…
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Promises
If you are afflicted with melancholy at this season, go to the swamp and see…
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Counting Absences
Counting absences Days without red-winged blackbirds: Autumn Samadhi Bill Felker The inventory of middle…
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