Introduction

I've always been told I'm like a canary in a coal mine, because I can smell things before anyone else.  I wanted a more hopeful name though, because lately people have been using the saying as a metaphor for our world, and I'm not ready to view our world as a coalmine running out of oxygen.  A lot of times it feels like that is what the world we live in is like, (at least to me it does) but if I look hard enough I can find the air vent, and perhaps if I wait there, singing my little canary song, others will find their way out of the coal mine.