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Dad’s leftover stew, the kids’ Lunchables, coffee and pie with a friend
By Our ReadersJoyas voladoras, flying jewels, the first white explorers in the Americas called them, and the white men had never seen such creatures, for hummingbirds came into the world only in the Americas, nowhere else in the universe.
By Brian DoyleDo we want a deeper, richer relationship with nature, or do we want to just kill everything and live through our smartphones?
By Savannah BarnesAbby has a progressive congenital disorder, fatal, and lives her young life with a deep-running current of wisdom in her spirit, a quiet equanimity to her understanding of what it means to be alive in a day that the rest of us can only feel as hint and shadow.
By Kerry HudsonMeditation teaches that change is constant. You fool yourself into believing that you are a fixed entity, but you are not. You are a river of transforming whims.
By SparrowHe stops short, horrified that he has interrupted his employer during an emotional moment. Bishop quickly wipes away her tears and says, in Portuguese, Don’t worry, José. I’m only crying in English.
By Christine MarshallI’ve read about a new creature called a “coywolf” — the offspring of a coyote and a timber wolf. That must have been what I saw. Waiting for it to reappear gives me something to do.
By Devin MurphyThere were signs, I suppose. First she stopped lining up with the other kids for ice-cream sandwiches and chocolate bars. No dessert, she said.
By Marion WinikOnce, two women hiked a volcano, / stood on the lip, and watched the fire / move in the crater’s mouth.
By Danusha Laméris