Imagine you are exploring Bloomington for the day and you have unloaded your boys at a playground on the first nice sunny day of March and you are enjoying a quiet moment alone in the car. You have barely begun to savor the silence and your homemade trail mix when you become aware of a son running urgently back to you, calling out to get your attention. MOM! MOM! In that moment, you take a deep breath and begin to wonder who could possibly have gotten hurt already and steel yourself for what will come and consider what options are handy in the car for blood or injury or what-may-come in a city you barely know. You resolve to be calm and brave. The son now reaches the car and launches himself into the front seat MOM! and mere inches away from your face THERE ARE CADDIS FLY LARVAE in the CREEK and they are EVERYWHERE and you have to go see them RIGHT NOW because it is AMAZING. You take another deep breath because -- it is a relief to see -- he is brimming with excitement and not alarm -...
Musings from Muncie