The Wonderings of Kate The last few months have been full of nests.   I didn’t realize for several weeks that one of my Boston ferns had been a home for a mother wren.  By the time I found the nest, it had been well used and then abandoned, as evidenced by the egg shell particles that lined the tiny dwelling. The next nest I found was on the ground, perfectly intact and rather new looking, made of strong twigs and dried grass.  I wondered how it fell out of the tree.  Was it

When the story of the Orlando shootings hit the news, I couldn’t wrap my head around it.  It was a full day before I could even begin to...

Fireworks crack outside our window. “Aren’t they done yet? Don’t they realize people have kids in these homes?” Another loud boom....