Thunder and birdsong

Booming thunder woke me this morning, punctuated by sharp cracks and the rapid-firing report of driving rain. It seemed a fitting follow-up to the previous day's explosions at the Boston Marathon. In the middle of nature's protest, I heard something else. Sheltered by a canopy of budding leaves, a cardinal sat in the tree outside... Continue Reading →

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