BY KIERAN LINDSEY, PhD The melody seeped into my REM cycle, making me just lucid enough to believe someone was singing a cappella outside my window. But my sleep-clouded brain couldn’t make out the words and I didn’t recognize the voice either. Besides, who would want...
BY KIERAN LINDSEY, PhD There’s been a marked decline in the number of sunspots over the past decade or so. That’s what NASA scientists say, and I have no reason to doubt their research findings. Luckily, I haven’t observed any reduction in the terrestrial version of...
BY KIERAN LINDSEY, PhD It's a fine world, though rich in hardships at times. ~ Larry McMurtry There's a sweetness in the lament of a Mourning Dove (Zenaida macroura) that makes the sorrow bearable, and believable. Theirs isn't an pop tune about a hookup with a...
BY KIERAN LINDSEY, PhD JAY! JAY! JAY! Uh oh... I’ve been spotted! The Blue Jays (Cyanocitta cristata) on guard have ratted me out. Halt! Who goes there? Thought you could just slip past, did you? Not on my watch. Hey everybody—look! Look! Over there!” Now every...
BY KIERAN LINDSEY, PhD Heat and Humidity have resumed their annual one-upmanship contest here in Arch City. Being outdoors mid-day can be unpleasant, so my canine companion and I have been trying to beat them to the starting...