My friend Carla and I didn’t know each other when we landed in the same boat for an educator workshop. She was assigned to the front and I was the “meatball,” the endearing name given to the third person in a canoe who sits in the middle. I had a poorly timed shoulder...
If you’ve stood at the edge of the ocean with your feet tucked into the sand, you know two things for certain: 1.) you’re extraordinarily lucky for the experience and 2.) it’s entirely possible to stay standing while the ground beneath you moves. To put a finer point...
Hellbenders are odd ducks. Or more accurately, odd salamanders. Hellbenders are both enormous and elusive, spending their lifetimes in the watery depths of a river bed. And, with nicknames like snot otter and lasagna lizard, you’d think they would have little chance...
Last summer, I had a revelation about clarity. I was sitting on a floating dock watching an osprey fly to and from her nest, bringing back sticks and twigs…and fish. My feet were dipped ankle-deep in the water and I was about as relaxed as I’d ever been....
