It is four in the morning or, according to poet Wislawa Szymborska, “the hour when wind blows from extinguished stars.” As I lay awake, enveloped by the complete darkness of night, my left foot glides along the mattress searching for Jim. Proximity to my human furnace is the best chance I have of staying warm. […]
Kayaking with your children in the Everglades is all fun and games until your path is blocked by a 12-foot long alligator. Hear about our heartpounding adventure.