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
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
Hickory, Gooseberry, Pipeline
WALKING THE CENTER of Lockatong Creek in late summer, my pants rolled up, I saw the tree. I had been stepping carefully so as not to catch little fish in my 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