Convergences
by Michael Engelhard Everything is flowing—going somewhere, animals and so-called lifeless rocks as well as water. —John Muir, My First Summer in the Sierra (19...
by Michael Engelhard Everything is flowing—going somewhere, animals and so-called lifeless rocks as well as water. —John Muir, My First Summer in the Sierra (19...
by Kimberly Moynahan Or in the night, imagining some fear How easy is a bush supposed a bear! ______________– Shakespeare. “A Midsummer’s Night Drea...
“I want to inspire real change in the way we treat our environment. Making people aware that these birds exist is the first step. I like to paint birds th...
Buffalo Nickels By Donald Illich Buffalos lived on nickels because kangaroos kept jumping off, sloths slid from their faces, bald eagles tore the metal with cla...
TAMING THE ZOO by Julia Older If there is a wild, let it be a little wild. _______________________Park Manager The leopard lies on the operating table, her four...
by Midge Raymond When I volunteered to help with a penguin census at the Punta Tombo colony in Patagonia, among the thousands of birds I counted, one of them st...
by Elizabeth Lee Reynolds House sparrows chirp viciously from opposing rooftops. As I make my way along the road it begins to feel like a scene from The Birds. ...