Lay of the Land

Lay of the Land

Strange Bedfellows

Growing up, I never thought about the daily schedule of wild turkeys. They seemed, in my imagination, to be mythical creatures who lived mostly in paintings of rural 1800s England. Continue reading

Lay of the Land

Hope and Mangroves

THE REDANG AIR is electric during the monsoon season. Breezes rustle through palm trees and the air swirls into a fog before bursting through the sky with a welcome breath of Continue reading

Lay of the Land

The Last Cricket

BLAME IT ON OCTOBER. A nor’easter blows rain for three straight days and the gleam of blackened tree trunks lifts every summer thought from my head. Then one night I find Continue reading

Lay of the Land

The Pill Bugs of Federal Plaza

EVERY MORNING , my young daughter and I walk from our apartment just above ground zero in Lower Manhattan to her school in the shadow of the Brooklyn Bridge. We cut Continue reading