I saw a dragonfly land on my clothesline a couple of days ago, like this tiny alien dropped in from some other dimension. Only, amazingly, it wasn’t. It didn’t. Dragonflies, ta da! exists in this world. Astonishing! And seeing this critter I found I needed another word to use instead of one that derived from someone once called Drumpf. I settle on Eclipse: Dragonflies eclipse what I read in the newspaper yesterday. I’m skipping the news today and staring at leaves. The view outside my window is absolutely green. That’s the best descriptive word I can find for it. It’s basically a bunch of leaves. There’s something profoundly restful and maybe even newsworthy about those green leaves waving around out there, those thriving plants, deep deep green with chlorophyll and sunshine and chemistry happening on the spot. It’s hard to think these same magnolia trees were iced and blowing wildly in a snow storm only a moment ago. A few days. That’s how it seems. All seasons and time...