There Are No Small Stories

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Rat Rat

My young sons and I, led by the extraordinary nose of the House Wolf, discover a rat living under the porch. We’d watched the House Wolf track the scent, nose the Continue reading

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The annual dragonfly hatch in our city being in full swing, with any casual glance conning the most amazing and populous zigzaggery (“it’s like the world is filled with beautiful tiny Continue reading

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My idea of a deep wilderness, personally, being an older shuffling guy, is a suburban park in which an attentive soul might, in an hour or two of keeping his eyes Continue reading