Nothing can prepare you for certain life events: The birth of a child, marriage, the loss of a loved one,…
I held an article on Davey Crockett open on the iPad in my lap, but the critters captured my attention. A cacophony of birds fluttered from branch to branch in the trees. I recognized the flash-red of a cardinal, and to my delight, I spotted a blue-bird. Bluebirds disappeared from Oregon almost 100 years ago. The rest of the tiny finch-like birds are new to me, and I couldn’t find the wood-pecker that rat-tat-tated nearby, but I loved that the woods were alive with song.
At the end of our fifth winter in Ajo, it’s easy for Roy and I to envision a life where…