“I stood and began walking through the mammoth trees, keeping the river in sight. There was a hush in the forest as I entered it. The trees seemed to absorb all sound. It reminded me of reverence, like when you enter a church and voices grow dim and respectful. Except church was the exact oppositeContinue reading “From “No Rules” by Sharon Dukett”
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Fingernails black with soil
Last weekend I spent half a day clearing out old growth and weeds and grass overtaking my little garden beds. It felt right that when the sun was shining and warm, after quite a bit of rain, that I pull and dig and carry countless armfuls of bracken from the beds. That I pull offContinue reading “Fingernails black with soil”
Snow in Texas …And thoughts on needing to NOT be needed
We haven’t had so much snow in this area in forty years I think. It’s charming and reminds me of being in Idaho this time last year. I think it’s beautiful even as it reminds me of what I left behind. I need to be not needed. More than I need water, or air. IContinue reading “Snow in Texas …And thoughts on needing to NOT be needed”
Reflections
This time last year I was with the love of my life, in Idaho, with snow piled around our little home. Her dad lived in the house next door, we were five minutes from natural springs and wild places, and life was good. Except it wasn’t. I’d left my child, my family, my community behindContinue reading “Reflections”
Do Not Be Domesticated
Do not be domesticated. You were born with the moon in your blood And owls know your true name. Howl in everything you do, even if it is silent. Leave wakes of energy behind you That smell of fresh rain and teardrops. Hidden wildlings recognize you, Shouldering out of the shadows, Nuzzling the folds ofContinue reading “Do Not Be Domesticated”
Walkabout
Woke desperately needing some wild, so took my ass out for a walk. Hike. Both. It’s one of my favorite spots around here, just isolated (and unpopular) enough that I rarely ever see others in the same area. There’s a river with numerous wash-out areas that all lead to the water. The riverbed is carvedContinue reading “Walkabout”
Stepping in the footprints of giants
Yesterday I grabbed one of my favorite humans and took us to a sacred place. Not far from here is a very little known spot in a riverbed that has ancient footprints from two different kind of dinosaurs, one a large brontosaurus-like critter and the other a smaller velociraptor-like predator called an acrocathosaurus. There areContinue reading “Stepping in the footprints of giants”
A Burd in Flight 