Skirting the Issues: Jasmine by Ellen Krug
“There they are!”
I watched an eight-year-old pointer finger shoot toward a cloudless sky. Squinting with fifty-seven-year-old eyes, I spotted two bald eagles soaring high above the Stone Arch Bridge. The Mississippi, swollen from spring rains, flowed in grand splendor below.
We’d been here before, sitting on the puffy green hillside next to the Guthrie Theater. Last year, in nearly the same spot, my Little Sister Jasmine—as in Big Brothers Big Sisters Little Sister—spotted the birds for the first time.
Naturally, the eagles needed names. “That one there is ‘Candy,’” Jasmine said just as the eagle swooped low. A second later, another magnificent display of white crown and tail feathers followed.
“Hot Dog,” she proclaimed...Read More