A heron on the roof

I’m back here at Sitka, in the campus under giant sitka spruces.  It’s early morning and as I write, my eastward window frames the intricate silouhette of the forest, with its lichen sleeves, just beginning to appear against the lightening blue sky.  The complex calligraphy of trees, branches writing their long stories in the air. …

Again on the brink of an ocean crossing, with the northwest alredy calling me home, I feel I have one last chance to reflect on the past year before I let myself flow ahead in the new currents. In particular a recent event made me realize, it’s time to talk about something I’ve had on…

Pastine airport’s waiting hall is still quiet this time in the morning,  the sun shining gently on his lazy low angle onto the runways and inside the glass doors.  The sun! Rome has been generous with it, not sparing any; sun’s been everywhere, a warm embracing sun that made these first months of the year feel…

October is a busy time of year, especially for migratory birds…and this heron is no exception! Celebrating World Migratory Bird Day today, I find myself wondering how birds feel, finally reaching their winter grounds after their long fall journeys. So much has happened for me in the past months, that it feels like a good…