Knee-deep in the cosmic overwhelm, I’m stricken by the ricochet wonder of it all: the plain everythingness of everything, in cahoots with the everythingness of everything else.

Hurricane season brings a humbling reminder that, despite our technologies, most of nature remains unpredictable.

We're losing biodiversity globally at an alarming rate, and we need a cornucopia of different plants and animals, for the planet's health and our own.

Violets smell like burnt sugar cubes that have been dipped in lemon and velvet.

There is that unique moment when one confronts something new and astonishment begins.

Writer's block is a luxury most people with deadlines don't have.

Our skin is what stands between us and the world.