We Creatures of the Earth Must Move and Move Again—

. . . a matter of sense—the thousand-eyed, thousand-eared alertness of a flock. The strategies are given names— I don’t know them. What sticks for me is how the air itself is altered. The way light bends back from bellies and wings as they turn. Churchmouse is back home—only to ponder what it means to

We Read and Are Read To

  So, here is a way that, out in the world (well, the world of my own neighbourhood) I’m trying to act out the spirit of this blog. Out loud, with other people— https://www.stmarysoakbay.ca/blog/churchmouse-after-hours-birth-of-a-21st-century-coffeehouse