Bat Hour has been getting later. A few weeks ago the bats began their nightly acrobatics around before nine o’clock. Now they don’t appear until…
Thoughts from the edge of ordinary
Tag: Nature Chronicles
It’s strange how something as small as an itch can unravel peace. One moment I’m breathing in the night air, the next I’m certain something unseen is crawling beneath my skin. Maybe it’s not about the bugs at all—maybe it’s October’s reminder that even beauty comes with a little discomfort, and that letting go is part of being alive.