Confessions of a Birdwatching Hypocrite
While the pace of change has slowed down, my identity is still catching up.
While the pace of change has slowed down, my identity is still catching up.
For the most part, Cedar Campus remains largely the same as when I was born, a fact many of us—who have grown from infants to adults, from adults to elders; who have gained families; who have lost loved ones—marvel at.
This is probably the only day I will ever respond positively to the question, “All right, are we ready to go for a run?”
This can become extremely funny because the network isn’t always that good at making stuff up, mostly because the English language is hard and also because a computer doesn’t have a brain.
He put his clippers down, walked around the chair, sat down on a bench facing me, and put his head in his hands.
I fell in love with this valley three years ago, in the summer.
Antiracism requires us to leave our comfort zone. It requires sacrifice.
After all, what could sound older than a harpsichord?
There was separation of church and state in the Town and Country.
Want to know about other types of spaces? Of course you don’t. I’m gonna tell you.