Summer’s Finest Day

As I say a reluctant farewell to a long, warm summer (which “officially” ends Saturday), my mind wanders back to a July day when time ambled along as it does in childhood, when I turned off the iPod and cellphone, and, along with my spouse, sat on a park bench and did nothing. We were…

Bright Wings

The baby hawks have taken flight at last. This blurry photo from the New York Times shows them after landing. Now in spite of my absence from this blog, I’ve had more to do over the past  seven weeks than sit riveted to my computer screen, watching the antics of two growing chicks, waiting for…