Dead trees contain as much power in the grasslands as live ones. They are a map not drawn to depict space.
Dead trees contain as much power in the grasslands as live ones. They are a map not drawn to depict space.
Rose, dogwood and grass have recorded the winter sun and now, as that sun gives over to a spring one, release that knowledge. With this wisdom of grey, red and yellow the […]
Last year’s stalks are pretty, but what life is left in them beyond that? Well… just look at their calyxes, all shrivelled and black, like perching spiders. Spiders who will bring death […]
For years I’ve tried to get a good magpie photo, but those magpies are smart and can spot a camera from 300 metres. But I met a kind magpie on Saturday. Here […]
It’s that time of year. No one wants to be alone now. It is the time for coming together. Yes.
I just thought you ought to know.The sagebrush buttercups are here. Snow, you scare no one no more. Not the prickly pears. Not the moss. Not the grass. The sun is back.
Other species do not see these distinct shapes and patterns in these groupings. That’s us. Say hello. Following this pattern was once the quest for God. Now it’s book learning. Too bad. […]
If you’ve ever met a goose, you’ll understand. If you’ve never met a goose, welcome to the fun.
Coots love the water so much that they only leave for the deep south (100 kilometres away) when things get too rough in January. Then they come up and literally hug the […]
The waxwings… … and the fermented rose hips they eat … … have both split their intelligence into multiple intelligences. They are one mind, not two. Of course, it works the other […]