I’ve found it hard to settle into nature writing this week. There’s too much news out there – too many bombs, too many dead, too many lies, too many stone walls thrown up to hide atrocities that continue to be carried out in our name. I walked every day and found little comfort in the natural world, returned home sweaty and enraged to pound out invective filled letters that I simply couldn’t send.
And yet. By the lake one evening I stopped to watch an osprey hover and dive. It came up empty taloned, shook mid air and circled back along the shoreline. As I watched, my attention was drawn to the powerful sweep of an osprey’s wingbeat, and for perhaps a minute I was able to forget the rest.
What did you see this week?