Essays

Bird-watching as a Blood Sport

On the redemptive pain of loving the natural world

 

One’s Place Upon The Earth

On a recent river walk, rod in hand as always, I slipped across the Montana border into Idaho.

 

What Fundamentalists Need for Their Salvation

I WAS BORN A CHOSEN PERSON, THOUGH this state of affairs was not of my choosing.

 

The obstinate grip of an autographed baseball