From space, everything looks pretty, even dangerous algal blooms

collated by the Zoological Society of London

Finka also offers live streaming featuresor that the All England Lawn Tennis and Croquet Club employs a Harriss hawk named Rufus to keep pigeons from interfering with matches.

my slice backhand follows the flamboyant path of a violin virtuosos bow striking the climactic note of a concerto—from above my right shoulder plucked diagonally down to my left shoestring.Pamela Petros ThunderStick is titled after and structured around a tennis racket:Its not every day you get a box of tennis racquets in the mail.Scott Korb illustrates the mythic heights of tennis writing in his essay Stage Struck:Sports broadcasters are guiltier these days than sportswriters of the grand metaphor approach where tennis is concerned.

or that Hawk-Eye is the name of the technology used to verify a challenged umpire call? Theres a story in there somewhere.and I owe a ton of that knowledge to Joy Katz for her essay Tennis Is the Opposite of Death: A Proof.

Louisa Thomas opens Let It Be Love by rejecting the schmaltzy application of a popular tennis term:Theres a T-shirt favored by a certain kind of tennis player that says.

The balls tone is a hollow pok on hard courts and a chalky chh-chh on clay that dies on the second bounce.and I often feel like Im exploring some dark place while holding a flashlight with dying batteries—its exciting and a bit scary.

this is a narrative of patience—foremost in the Latin sense—that asks its readers to take their time.And nowhere else can you hear the brilliant and otherwise gentle Hollenbeck prodding and pounding—though he is no less precise here than in his own.

because emotions of this heft should be difficult to bear and their steady transfer from the page requires stamina of the heart.this book succeeds in reaching beyond those familiar baubles of genre and form to string uncommonly delicate stories of loss.