Surprised by my tasting the spring, a golden frog leaps to the bank. He flies to froggy places, his ankle-joints stretch the moment.   A puddock from his pop-eyes to…

We sail to the Garvellachs with an autumn wind along the string of islands. Heading out over the waves, a honeybee lands on the guardrail of the yacht. Ginger-brown and…

  Just knowing he’s out there is enough. A far-away bird flies with the black clouds.   Then a noise like no other you’ll ever hear: a throat-singer from the…

A song thrush calls clear among the hills, with his recurring note the rounded archway fills.   The bride who walks sunwise up the path to the kirk door brings…

On sunny days she’s always on the wing dusky brown autumn brown she delights in open ground   She’s agile over hedge and scrub cocoa brown mocha brown she delights…

A boy in a sleeveless tee, his pale torso twisted to one side, pushes his metal walker frame ahead of him. He drags crumpled feet across the grassy powwow ground….

The wind gaes reeshlin through the gress Till a wheesht comes at the stillin o the air: Quaeit gies a sough, mair a glisk nor a soond.  …

  Bird for Bird Some Scottish species and their cousins in America   Scotland America Tree-speeler Brown Creeper Spotted Flycatcher Eastern Phoebe Nuthatch White-breasted Nuthatch Corbie American Raven Green Woodpecker…