"I thought of birds, singing at dawn. I thought of whales, the time I dipped my head beneath the Pacific and heard a humpback groaning and wavering and soaring, clear and bone-deep. I thought of the ways things get communicated across the landscapes that divide us." <-- This makes me think of Elizabeth Rosner's new book called "Third Ear: Reflections on the Art and Science of Listening"
Thank you for phone banking!! Making that hope real...
"I thought of birds, singing at dawn. I thought of whales, the time I dipped my head beneath the Pacific and heard a humpback groaning and wavering and soaring, clear and bone-deep. I thought of the ways things get communicated across the landscapes that divide us." <-- This makes me think of Elizabeth Rosner's new book called "Third Ear: Reflections on the Art and Science of Listening"
Thank you for phone banking!! Making that hope real...
I'm stunned and so damn impressed that you got a post out in your swirly weeks. And it's charming and funny and just right.
Thank you for reading, Kati! When the Wild Stories come, there's no stopping them. (Even if that means doing my other work at midnight.)
The beautiful chaos of Hurricane Jenny making landfall!
I am phonebanking for the first time tomorrow. solidarity!