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Walking, and Thoughts Along The Way
In the 2010 indie film The Way, the actor Emilio Estevez says to the actor Martin Sheen, who’s both Estevez’s on-screen and real-life...


I'm Going This Way
With both hands, my nine-year-old grabs hold of an exposed hemlock root and then kicks his sports-sandaled left foot up to a round, wet...

Mending the Terrible Mess We Make of Things
Oh, if we were all given $7.7 million and an army of engineers to mend the terrible mess we make of things. That’s what repaired Nine...


Rain Falls
It’s never quieter in my Pittsburgh neighborhood than after a summer morning thunderstorm, when moments move in dribs and drabs ...


The Girls
A family welcomes an urban chicken foursome to their new home, a pretty fly A-frame chicken tractor … (Originally appeared in Blue Earth...


Serial Spaces
Last year, without much forethought, I began taking photographs from a particular spot in a plaza that I regularly visit, capturing...


'Preciating the Pocket Park
Admittedly, I don’t usually care much for monocrops of flowers lining city sidewalks - all those begonias, marigolds, and African violets...


Graveyard Perspectives: The second of three cemetery excursions
In two days, in two different Pittsburgh cemeteries, I saw two northern flickers. The only ground-feeding woodpecker, northern flickers...


Finding Nature in Cities of the Dead: The first in a series of cemetery excursions
I’ve been walking cemeteries of late. Harried life has got me reflecting on the death of things, and, coincidentally or not, I’ve found...


Creating to Cope
I made an elm leaf recently. In my study. Well, admittedly, I can't actually make elm leaves. But I did draw one, on my study wall. In...

Birding Beginnings: Field notes on birds spotted around Eau Claire, Wisconsin
A list of birds I saw and was able to identify, mostly within a single acre of bird-watching terrain ...


Adding to the Life List
I pedal through a billow of white feathers drifting like avian tumbleweeds, bobbing, one small bound at a time ...


Urban Wild
I’d just finished telling my neighbor, Ben, about a doe that had bounded into our fenced front yard the other morning ...
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