Ravens, Crows, Jays

About a decade ago, I was making regular trips to Phoenix for family reasons. It was about a six, maybe seven hour drive each way. I did the trip so often that think I’d I had nearly worn grooves into…

There’s something satisfying about reading a good book aloud. Part of the enjoyment is the story itself, of course, that magical feeling of being transported to another world. But there’s also the awareness that you are seeing this other world…