“It is not enough to know what you are fighting against: you must also know what you are fighting for.” George Monbiot, Feral “Well,” he replied to my question, “If I had lived back then I’d probably have died before I was ten.” I thought a minute, then he pulled off his glasses. My father […]
Monthly Archives: September 2015
My grandmother taught ‘voice’ in a small town in Texas. As I understand it, ‘voice’ was how you controlled your singing, which probably meant taking the Texas out of the singer’s voice. When we visited her, we had to stay outside when she was giving lessons, and not be disruptive. Someone, usually some teenage girl […]
The monotony of the trail had made me weary, then I heard the unmistakable buzz and saw movement in the trail ahead of me. Not three feet away was a giant rattlesnake coiling to strike. I was instantly terrified, energized and alert. I recognized the feeling from about thirty years ago when I was snorkeling […]
The backup alarms started about 6:30 am, only one or two faint ones at first, then a couple more. By seven, the rest of the construction noise had started. They’re building a new football stadium a block away from my house, and the noise has been going on all summer. Heavy trucks rumbling down the […]
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