The call is plaintive, at times, sometimes rising in excitement, persistent enough to be an integral part of the twilight hours.
Nose twitching, tail thumping, he could have been in a wild hunt through snowy woods or a puppyhood memory that we’d accuse him of being unable to form.
That combination of long stillness with moments of extraordinary speed and precision.
The avian magicians spend months at sea, never touching land and taking only a moment’s rest now and then.
Training an animal, Pavlov-style, to do human-designed tricks is one thing, but to have it come, voluntarily, to music practice is quite another.
Frightened, I shook my head. “Of course you do,” he grinned, opening the sack.
These brief seasons occur throughout the year, the slight lull before the snowdrops; the stillness of midsummer when all growth is at its height.
Loving kindness, compassion, joy and equanimity – they might usefully be set as the guiding aspirations of any system of government.
From the Long Players series: writers on their most cherished albums.
Gabriel Cornelius von Max established a colony of monkeys at his house by Starnberger Lake.
I constantly fall by the wayside on walks, drawn to an insignificant rock plant growing in the cracks of a garden wall.