I didn’t always have bird restaurants at my house. In fact, living in the city, spending twelve hours a day in my thirty sixth-floor office, I rarely saw them. Until one day, a bird ate my peanut and then something shifted, and I became a bird watcher. I had gone away for a week by [...]
Outside my window, the trees were swaying, the clouds were racing across the sky, and the bird feeder was barely staying attached to its post. As I watched these events, it occurred to me that if I didn’t know about the force called wind, I might say that mystery and magic was at work. Why [...]
BECA LEWIS coaches, teaches, writes blogs and books, plays with art, and is addicted to reading. She lives in Ohio with her husband and has kids and grandkids scattered across the country.
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