When I worked on a college campus, a northern mockingbird often accompanied me on the walk between my car and my office. This slender gray bird darted from the hedges, flashing white wing patches and ...
Last Sunday started as just another morning at the kitchen window. During the school year, I am a prisoner of “teacher time,” meaning I wake up at 4:30 every morning, whether I want to or not.
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