Q:I saw an odd thing in a park where there were tall grasses and prairie plants: A downy woodpecker was pecking on a plant stem. I’m more used to seeing them in trees, and wonder what was up. A:You ...
What the poet Mary Oliver calls, "the wholesome sweetness of rhyme," I felt deep in my bones. With that hope, I look forward to this coming winter's visit from the sparrows who have opened my soul ...