A language is not a string of beads on a wire that you hook around your neck, fiddle with, mumble along with, and presto, you have a smart phone. An indigenous language […]
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A language is not a string of beads on a wire that you hook around your neck, fiddle with, mumble along with, and presto, you have a smart phone. An indigenous language […]
It is still life. Death, be not proud!
… branches are thoughts. (Thinking like an oak is a fine way to travel through light.)
Trees open. The opening is us, not them, but we can’t do it without them.
Until we are among them, then we know more, too. These ancient celtic forests in the Jura are still home after a couple thousand years. That kind of deep knowledge attests to […]
Look how simple these high European landscapes are, how swept by the sea, how chewed by cows, how much the earth has been given over to the sky. Now, compare with the […]
It’s all in the hand-eye coordination.
Usually the mound is above the nest. Not a requirement, though!
It might be best to learn their stories. Getting to know the neighbours and all that.
Yes, they can deliver light, as these grasses do… … but they can’t translate it into photons, which can be stripped away to move the light across time, using the medium of […]