Wooly Worms and Other Omens

I saw my first wooly worm on Wednesday. I was walking Thistle and she wanted to examine it pretty closely, so we stopped to consider it. I can report that he had four black rings on his nose, a brown middle and two black rings on his tail. That’s four weeks of...

A Poem for September

FIREFLY FLY AWAY HOME I didn’t notice when they left, the fireflies that danced all summer in the yard. But on a September night I saw the last one lying in the grass, glowing steady. Unblinking. An accusing eye that would not close. Frozen wide in shock, or...