My husband and I have embraced our new life as climate refugees, fleeing from our beloved but fire-scorched Northern California back to our former home in Idaho. In NorCal, October had become a season of dread, every warm breeze sparking…
Going into care was the best heartbreaking option The bird with ruined wings still hopes to fly,But keepers kind have feathered her last nest.Intending well, they turn her from the skyAnd urge her fragile, hollow bones toward rest. There was…
And hoping they stay lost Maybe this has happened, in some form or other, to you You had a friend. At one point in your life, this person was a dear friend, someone with whom you felt an enduring connection, someone…
When An Adult Sibling DiesJ My husband and I sit before a crackling fire in the lobby of the old Mendocino Hotel. Outside, mist blurs the headlands as it drifts into shore and then draws out again, as though the ocean…