August 12, 2026
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The Rain Brought Her Back
For the last few days, Stella has been missing. I know the wildlife that visits the puddle doesn’t belong to me. They come and go according to rhythms and reasons I don’t understand. Still, once someone becomes part of the everyday landscape, you notice when they aren’t there. And I had noticed Stella was gone.… Continue reading
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Enough for a Hummingbird
After the rain stops, one of my favorite things to do is come back outside and see what has changed. Today, there is a little more water in the puddle. Not a lot. Certainly not enough to make anyone mistake our puddle for an actual lake. But enough that some of the geese can swim… Continue reading
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Behind the Puddle | Listening
There are mornings behind the puddle when I realize how much noise there is in quiet. The birds certainly aren’t quiet. Neither are the cicadas, especially this time of year. There may be geese talking to one another, a squirrel announcing an opinion from somewhere in the trees, the fountain running beside the patio, and… Continue reading
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