Or maybe your eye? Why not take a few moments to praise your ancestors today?
Its leaves don’t have to be its “own.” Or even “leaves.” Someone is always happy to have a trunk. You could say that “trees build trunks for others.” You could.
Look how the light of dawn … … draws itself in at sunrise. And then reveals the story of water ,,, … and air. Are not water, air and light one single […]
There is a power in the world, that fills. Wherever there is emptiness, it fills it. This is not a function of the world. Scientific inquiry has shown clearly enough that there […]
Well, when it falls from the sky, it bends over all the bee-catching people, and covers all other trails. There where rain pools, seed falls. Porcupine grass bends willingly to this pressure. […]
Ah. A doe. Blessed be.
On the plateau, where land, sky and water are flat, that is to say spread out from a line, like leaves, floating, one lives in the sky. One floats here. One barely […]
At sunrise, there is a mountain. The it gets tricky. The sky sort of, well, falls. Not all at once, but darkly. Some of it even goes up! In the end, the […]
There is light rain And heavy rain. And green rain. And rain in multiple colours. And no rain! That is what trees do. The little fish of the lake appreciate it. […]
250 years old seems a good minimum, and then five years to lose all the needles. Then a Douglas fir is ready for a second life. Where else is a young eagle […]