Bryan's Posts About Living and Dying
Announcing: The Viral Spring
Your field guide to nature during the pandemic, with regular updates as we practice “distant socializing” (including in the wilds of our homes and back yards).
Avocets and Hockey
A field biologist (and hockey fan) reviews the Montpelier Chamber Orchestra’s performance last night.
My Extra Hour in Nature
When the rest of America turns back its clocks this weekend, I’ll begin my plan to bend time and claim one wild and precious hour.
Life Expressed in Flight, Poetry and Music
At long last, we here in the north will launch into spring next week. I’ll celebrate with two events. I hope to see you at either one — or both. You’ll encounter butterflies, birds, poetry and music.
The Death of a Hummingbird
In the struggle for existence, here’s a loser. Or so it would seem. I found this Costa’s Hummingbird on Saturday, already gone, in the riparian zone along the Colorado River in Yuma, Arizona.
Gratitude is easy after you’ve survived a heart attack.
For a guy who could easily be dead right now, I’m not feeling half bad.
A Eulogy for Coffee Corner
Another diner died on Sunday — Coffee Corner in my home city of Montpelier. Without Coffee Corner, Montpelier will still be the greatest city on Earth. But it will never be the same city.
A Butterfly and a Tribute to Glenn Jenks
During fall migration here on Monhegan Island, Maine: a butterfly and a memorial.
Messing with Texas
A bit of price-comparison shopping — a gallon of gas and a gallon of water — from just north of the Rio Grande Valley in southern Texas on 2 January 2016. I report; you decide.
On War and Hairdressing
My Veteran’s Day contribution comes from a precious friend, Erica Heilman, who produces radio exploring the depths, summits and dusky corners of the human condition. Over the course of two days, Erica interviewed Vaughn Hood, who was a 118-pound barber when he was drafted into the Vietnam War. Never have I heard anyone talk about the Vietnam War with such honesty and simple eloquence. Erica calls it “the story of an extraordinary American life.”
A Poem for Earth Day
April is the carnal month.
The forest returns with cold, wet desire.