“In the beginning,” John writes. It’s a bit like, “Once upon a time”: a good beginning for a very good story. As we might expect, John’s words echo the beginning of Genesis, the earlier story of the world’s beginnings. In John’s retelling, though, the focus is different. It’s on a
Through the winter, I’ve heard the cawing of crows and the whistles of cardinals dressed in their Christmas-y red. But my favorite by far has been the confident opening notes and trills of the song sparrows. I’ve been grateful for their cheery music, awed that the small sparrows can survive—even
Well, friends, here we are at the changing of the seasons once again. In Nova Scotia, piles of snow double my height in a nearby parking lot have shrunk to less than half my height. Until a couple of days ago, ice still rippled and curved around branches in a
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