[Tweet] The train’s horn is full of…

The train’s horn is full of Monday. Migrating towhees compare notes at the edge of the woods. A blue wound closing… https://t.co/Eq8UtmVJzh

[Tweet] a dropped computer mouse ly…

a dropped computer mouse lying upside-down like a dead beetle

[Tweet] Sunlight for the first time…

Sunlight for the first time in days, flooding through new holes in the forest canopy. The wistful theme song of a… https://t.co/RdrhXuvDT6

[Tweet] The smell of wood smoke; I …

The smell of wood smoke; I think of the fires in California. A dead limb at the woods’ edge crashes to the ground.… https://t.co/oxoclqqp6B