FRESH OUT OF COLLEGE and into the Great Recession, I abandoned my studies to chase a childhood dream: to join the pantheon of dolphin and whale trainers anywhere I could be near captive cetaceans.

DO YOU LOVE ORION? Have you ever imagined getting your work published by us? Well, you might be in luck! In September, Orion ...

and found a universe of life.

THE DRY COUNTRY IS fond of yellow as its accent color. The landscape primarily clothes itself in tones of earthy strata and the soft neutrals of grassland, but yellow is always part of the ensemble, ...

The genre of environmental writing has been expanding in recent years.

Many of us have enjoyed long journeys (expeditions, treks) that involve radical changes of setting and habit. Much excellent writing has come out of this type of movement (think Robert Macfarlane, ...

Meditations on time and rebellion against the straight line ...

IT IS SPRING IN HOUSTON, which means that each day the temperature rises and so does the humidity. The bricks of my house sweat. In my yard the damp air condenses on the leaves of the crepe myrtle ...

IF A PARENT WORRIES FOR THEIR CHILD, what do the childless worry about? This is not a question that has been put to me yet, but it is one that I have imagined a few times. Every time you hear of a ...

IT ALL STARTS with the weather. Comes a day when summer finally gives in to the faintest freshet of chill and a slim new light and just like that, you’re gone. Wild in love with the autumn proviso.

This essay is a companion piece to an episode of Radiolab, titled The Interstitium. You don’t need to have heard it for this essay to make sense, but listening to it will no doubt enrich your ...

A CEMETERY SEEMED AN ODD PLACE to contemplate the boundaries of being. Sandwiched between the campus and the interstate, this old burial ground is our cherished slice of nearby nature where the long ...