There’s a rogue sunflower growing in my flower pot. It’s tall and strong and going to bloom any day now. I didn’t plant it. The birds did. But now that I see it there I’m wishing I could take [...]
During the first week of 1996 I was in Iowa visiting my family. One afternoon I sat looking out the window at the snow while blue jays and squirrels feasted on the shelled corn scattered for them [...]
