Spring is on the way. Songs of cardinals and chickadees fill the morning air. Soon songbirds will be migrating through Iowa. And many will be nesting here. Bluebirds, our cultural symbol of happiness, are among the first to start. Already, bluebirds perch near my bluebird house, declaring to any potential rivals that this place is| Iowa Source - Iowa's Enlightening Magazine
I didn’t know I cared about jazz. Sure, I’d gotten caught in a “Heavenly” Harry Connick Jr. wave in the early ’90s—my teenage self swooned over his velvety voice and big-band sound—but it wasn’t until 1996, when a crew of chain-smoking college-age hipsters invited me to their poker game that jazz began to rewire my| Iowa Source - Iowa's Enlightening Magazine