September 2, 2026
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It Was Still Worth Coming Outside
There are days when going outside feels like a simple decision, and there are days when it feels like something I have to negotiate with my own body. Today was one of those days. I was hurting more than usual, walking was difficult, sitting was not especially comfortable, and I was already tired before the… Continue reading
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The Same Puddle, Different Needs
This morning the Green Heron stood toward the back of the puddle where a little more water remains, while our new Solitary Sandpiper walked through the exposed shallows closer to shore. They were occupying the same puddle at the same time, but they were not looking for the same thing. One needed enough water and… Continue reading
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Solitary Sandpiper | September Migrant Visitor
At first, I thought the little bird standing in the puddle was simply another reminder of how shallow the water has become. It was so small compared to the geese, herons, and mallards I am used to watching that it almost disappeared into the algae-covered shallows. Then it moved, and I realized I was looking… Continue reading
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The Days I Watch From the Window
We built the patio because getting outside had become harder than it needed to be. We solved the steps, the uneven ground, and the question of whether there would be a safe place for me to sit. What we could not solve was the unpredictability of a body that sometimes simply says no. Yesterday was… Continue reading
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