Yesterday, after a long day at the computer, I stepped out my back door and plunked into one of the metal patio chairs.
I tipped my head back, closed my eyes, and listened to the melodious chatter of two goldfinches, perched in the river birch above my head. I breathed in the sweet scent of magnolia blooms and felt the cement pavers rough and warm under my bare feet. When I opened my eyes, I caught a glimpse of a hummingbird zip past the lilac shrub, its tiny body a flash of jewel tones in t...
Published on June 08, 2018 07:00