tales from the wild metropolis
I'll bet you'd recognize this fella even if you've never met face-to-face. He a night owl, a lounge lizard straight out of Central Casting, complete with rakish Salvador Dali mustache and goatee. He's been hanging around the dimly lit watering holes of cities, suburbs, and sylvan landscapes all across North America for as long as... Continue Reading →
Setting out for a walk, I paused just past my building's threshold to savor morning air crisp as a fresh Granny Smith apple, perfumed with a blend of cinnamon, ginger, nutmeg, and cloves that have been whisked, infused, and frappéd into breads, muffins, cupcakes, donuts, bagels, coffee, beer, hard seltzer, Cheerios, Jell-O, Spam... oh! and... Continue Reading →
Next-Door Nature 