Tag: aging

the house finches

the house finches have changed their song again - to one of fierce joy, of emphatic nest-lust it seems almost too soon for such passion, with snow still gathered, blue in the shadows of the north-facing stones then again, some songs exist simply to remind … Continue reading the house finches



a maple-glazed ham yes, with mustard! instead of the turkey (no sense in a bird with just the two of us) and perhaps too-fancy French piped potatoes - in little whorled peaks instead of the sugary, too-sweet pile of yams even the pie this year … Continue reading traditions