Twitter Section

• Ellison resigns from YS school board

  By Carol SimmonsNovember 12, 2021

  

  Yellow Springs school board member Sylvia Ellison has resigned, according to a press release from the district on Friday afternoon, Nov. 12.

• BLOG— Birding is easy!

  By Audrey HackettDecember 1, 2015

  

  For me, though, the heron was the total heart-throb, the show-stopper, the bird of birds. His rosy neck and blue-grey shoulders rippled like water; he was water flying over water, an awesome feat of paint and metaphysics.

• BLOG— Falling up

  By Audrey HackettNovember 24, 2015

  

  I love this painting by Georgia O’Keeffe, and last night — I saw it. Out in the world, I mean. Something better than it, even.

• BLOG— ‘Vivre la vie,’ despite all

  By Audrey HackettNovember 17, 2015

  

  The best response, which isn’t actually a response, is to live as wisely and deeply as you know how. Each of us has one life, and it’s ours to live. The French have a phrase for this, naturally. It’s “vivre la vie,” living life.

• BLOG— Starry, starry thoughts

  By Audrey HackettNovember 10, 2015

  

  What is it about space and death? Our human lives are so small, so brief. We’re mayflies born to live one day, or one second, or not even one, in cosmic time.

• BLOG— Vote! Vote! Vote!

  By Audrey HackettNovember 3, 2015

  

  The first time I headed to the polls, I was six. It was 1980, a watershed year in national politics, and my elementary school held a mock-contest among the three candidates.

• BLOG— Alive in Bechtlandia

  By Audrey HackettOctober 27, 2015

  

  Finally, hunched over in supplication, I practically clawed at the next Docker-clad salesperson I saw and got the beautiful specificity of “aisle nine.” At that moment, no words in the English language were more splendid. Aisle nine. Possibly the world’s shortest, most perfect poem.

• BLOG— Leaf-fall morning

  By Audrey HackettOctober 20, 2015

  

  The world is always on the verge of being something else. Call it the temple/missile effect. I think the world’s drawn double, like an optical illusion.

• BLOG— Street Fairy magic

  By Audrey HackettOctober 13, 2015

  

  Ahead in the dimness, I heard bells. A belly dancer was jingling my way, still costumed and ringing from wrist to ankle. She smiled as she passed, enjoying the sleigh-bell sound of her own trot, I think.

• BLOG— Down the rabbit hole

  By Audrey HackettOctober 6, 2015

  

  My legs were pumping at a rate that suggested the Rabbit’s “I’m late, I’m late!” more than the dreamy, psychedelically mellowed Caterpillar. Every time I noticed how fast I was going, I slowed down. That’s all you can really do: notice, and let your grip go.