Not-yet-published pieces, stories, essays, rants, and random strangenesses

Two nights running I had a strong dream of me carrying a hawk in my arms. I’m not sure what kind of hawk it is; when I look down, it’s...

This morning I was awakened from one of the most comfortable sleeps I have had in recent memory to the sound of a cuckoo clock. Problem...

Somewhere around 1986, when Mom was considering the move to Florida, she and I came down to look for a house. The real estate agent took...

Let’s set aside, for the moment, the absurdity of your name. It’s your head that’s red; your belly only has a slight tinge of color, and...

This morning, four white ibises, digging with great vigor into a sward of grass next to the road, taking their breakfast al fresco. A...

The change of seasons brings a number of different birds to Florida. My favorite of these seasonal It catches them in a unique way: by...