
Here’s a pair of poplar flower brackets, showing us the origins of economy. If you look at the buds, you can see they come in groups of one, all dark and pointed, […]
Here’s a pair of poplar flower brackets, showing us the origins of economy. If you look at the buds, you can see they come in groups of one, all dark and pointed, […]
There is a liminal space between things. The opening of the cottonwoods along the banks of their internal rivers slows in the rain. It holds, as the tree climbs up and down […]
Siya? is budding out now. Poplar has put winter behind her. We are looking into the distance now. Together. Together! We are on the move!
When the wind is a bee. Filbert catkins, waiting for the wind. When a bee is the wind. Well, a wasp, but what a tiny beauty with her fur stole! […]
Like poplar catkins, for instance. Here they are with dandelions…… and with weird freaky roadside grass .. … with poplar leaves and light … … and, heck, might as well throw in […]
If you take an old apple tree and add a bit of the sky … Western Mountain Bluebird … on a day when the ocean is flying overhead on its way to […]
It’s October 20th… that’s Autumn, right? Best to ask the sumacs. They know. Here are the males, in their finery of feathers. And the females just down the road. Not just plumage, […]