Mama Mourning Dove chose this hanging pot of mine to nest in about a month ago. The salvia, which previously made its home there, isn’t looking so good. But the eggs hatched fine and the babies are looking healthy and fuzzy and funny now in all their glory.
It’s rare that their mama leaves [...]
From the beginning of Rudyard Kipling’s novel Kim, I felt myself dropped into a lush, unfamiliar world. The first chapter’s 99 footnotes were indeed footnotes I needed for even a semblance of grounding among references to “Pathankot,” “Padma Samthora,” “crotons,” “Bokhariat,” “Hajii,” “Mussalman bread,” and the “five confederated Kings” that will come to play such [...]
