The peepers are singing! Spring is on its way at last...
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- BitterGrace
- TN, United States
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Some of my articles, essays, and interviews
- "Doll in Shadow" (Guernica)
- "Girl, Alone" (Nashville Scene)
- "in Search of Darkness" (NYT)
- "The Humanitarian's Dilemma" (Chapter 16)
- Blas Falconer interview
- Elizabeth Spencer interview
- Haitian Art / Q&A with Madison Smartt Bell
- John Updike interview
- Kay Ryan interview
- Margaret Atwood interview
- Mark Jarman interview
- Molly Peacock interview
- Richard Bausch interview
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- "One is a breath, two voice"
- "Contented with perfume"
- Unsettled
- "I make you his, in making you my own"
- Martone, Bell, etc.
- Kalmakoff's goddess
- "...this enormous night"
- One Sentence Perfume Review: Bluebell, Penhaligon's
- "...they are always making and unmaking humanity"
- O, follow, leaping blood, the season's lure!
- Spring brings many delightful things...
- "A drunken poignant two lines of song"
- In honor of Saint Patrick's Day...
- "The streets are my body"
- What's for dinner?
- "His fur smells of lightning and clouds"
- It's complicated...
- "It flys, and attracts"
- Sophia's cat
- "Let there be lightbulbs & liquefaction"
- Pinney, the Devil, and the Three Sisters
- The Word
- Rumi meets Tammy Wynette
- Olfactory derangement, red dragons, etc.
- What's that I hear?
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- Anya's Garden [natural perfumery]
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- Phydeaux Speaks [politics and life, Carolina style]
- Punk Rock Perfume Party [pithy 'fume reviews, with an attitude]
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- Tea, Sympathy, and Perfume [beautifully eclectic]
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2 comments:
That is one of my favorite sounds! Ah, I'll have to listen to the peepers on my computer this spring (no, it's not spring here yet).
Thanks for posting this, for I can hear them in my imagination, and can almost smell mud and wet grass.
No peepers yet, but I've been hearing the birds in the morning -- and the one sure-fire sign of spring in our yard: a great blue heron landing near our goldfish pond (which is netted to protect the fish). This happens every year, without fail, during the first few days of March. Every year, for ten years now. It always amazes me.
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