By Margaret Evans, Editor

Like millions of Americans, I keep a diary in cyberspace. I call it my “blog” – we all call them blogs – but it’s more like a virtual journal, a place to jot down random thoughts, flesh out idea fragments, post nature photos, etc. I don’t spend much time on my blog – too busy – and neither does anybody else.

By Margaret Evans, Editor

I wade into this column with trepidation. There’s something beautiful I want to share with you, but I’ll have to walk through a field of landmines to get to my point. Along the way, I’ll be discussing things like race . . . religion . . . maybe even a little politics. Enter at your own risk. I am.

Have I mentioned that I like birds?

            Yes, that was sarcasm. And unlike Donald Trump, I understand the meaning of the word. I’m well aware I’ve written about birds here. Ad nauseam.

            (Your nauseam, not mine. I could go on forever.)