As things speed up in the springtime, my urge to slow down and savor the moment increases …and then I remember that stepping in and spending time with children, walking in their way, is just the medicine I’m seeking.

I feel like I am watching my upcoming parenting-an-adolescent years in fast forward here on the banks of the North Platte. This mother Bald Eagle stepping back, ignoring the pleading cries of her oversized fledgling in favor of him learning to hunt for himself, but still watching. I literally observed her hiding being a rock and peering over the top at her fledgling. I wonder how long this dance has been happening; a month, weeks, days, just today? I mean, he sounds pretty hungry. Is this the time he is going to do it & get himself some food?

As I stated earlier, learning the history of the original inhabitants of this continent during a pandemic brings into focus one of the major struggles these cultures endured, or worse, did not survive: The realization that the lands Christopher Columbus 'discovered' were in a state of ruin when the pilgrims landed on Plymouth Rock because of the introduction of viruses and disease.

Here was a very different narrative than that I learned in school, which sheds light on the current culture clash in the Americas today.

Behind the scenes at Zane's Lego stop-motion production theater

I've been stalling on this app download for months! I'm still asking myself to find the good in this:

Commence Gratitude list (yes, I really work through things this way!):