On the Death of a Veery

On the Death of a Veery

Our windows may be killing a billion birds a year. This beautiful songbird, called a veery, struck our kitchen window the other day. I was…
Under the Power Lines

Under the Power Lines

I’m sure there are sound journalistic principles for never cramming a folk singer, a lost dog, the city of Eugene, power lines, butterflies, trout fishing,…
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