What a joy to read Bing Lin’s artful reverie about the Princeton Fox and the place in the University’s ecology of the “silent majority” of creatures who share the campus — or, rather, with whom we share it. They were here first, relatively less visible though they be, and as Lin reminds us, our lives are enriched when we yield to them their rightful place.
What a joy to read Bing Lin’s artful reverie about the Princeton Fox and the place in the University’s ecology of the “silent majority” of creatures who share the campus — or, rather, with whom we share it. They were here first, relatively less visible though they be, and as Lin reminds us, our lives are enriched when we yield to them their rightful place.