The Millrace

Spring hereabouts is no respecter of calendars, or human longing, or depleted woodpiles. But one glance across the millpond settles the question. Wading at the edge of the flinty gray water, backlit by moldering brown leaves, is a pure vision of hope. The Great Egret has returned.

This post is about cormorants and kingfishers.  It is not a metaphorical rant by a disgruntled employee.  I am, in fact, more or less gruntled.  One of the appealing aspects of working here is the attractive campus and the concomitant avian activity about the Falls River, which bounds the offices of Centerbrook Architects. The first [...]