“Don’t think just now of the trudging forward of thought,but of the wing-drive of unquestioning affirmation. It’s summer, you never saw such a blue sky,and here they are, those white birds with quick wings, sweeping over the waves,chattering and plunging, their thin beaks snapping, their hard eyeshappy as little nails. The years to come — … Continue reading The nimble frolic of terns