I AM SITTING on my back porch. It’s a chilly, breezy day with rain showers threatening. The app, Merlin, is open on my iPhone advising me that the sounds I’m hearing are those of Carolina chickadees, Northern cardinals, a red-eyed vireo, and … what? An orchard oriole? That would be a lifer, if true. A mug of hot tea sits …
Spotlight on The Tiger’s Cage
In the beginning… December 1992. I was a mom at home, raising three kids and an assortment of dogs. My husband made training videos for the FBI Academy, so we knew a lot of FBI people and talked a lot about the FBI culture. One night, I had a particularly vivid dream. The next morning, I said to my husband, …