Mar 21, 2015 | nature & awe
Spring, the sweet spring, is the year’s pleasant king, Then blooms each thing, then maids dance in a ring, Cold doth not sting, the pretty birds do sing: Cuckoo, jug-jug, pu-we, to-witta-woo! from Spring, the sweet spring, Thomas Nashe (1567–1601) ...
Mar 13, 2015 | nature & awe
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Mar 13, 2012 | god & grace
The sun rose soft—unassuming really, on this gentle Sunday morning. And by early afternoon—this first of official spring*, it glittered like a thousand stars on the surface of Bickley’s Pond. And yet when I glanced out my big kitchen window, what caught my eye...