Just the other day. Yellow. As we walked through a wet forest toward an unknown place. Stop hikers and ask how far? Embarrassed after they pass. We’re mountain climbers. Trail builders. “When was the last time we did that?” my husband asks. “How far to the lake?” But we are tired after a late…
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Jellyfish
“Do it again,” the kids yell. They crowd around as my husband leans over the side of the dock and traces his hand through the water. Flashes of green spark in the water. We all bend toward the water and splash our fingers, making trails of color in the dark. “Bioluminescence,” my husband says and…
