I was drawn up the hill… … to the flowering saskatoons. I wasn’t the only one. Well met!
I was drawn up the hill… … to the flowering saskatoons. I wasn’t the only one. Well met!
Rowans have more than blood and wisdom. Speech Second Sight Longing When blood, wisdom, and gravity are one, then you will find her. ~ All images from Turtle Mountain. All rowans the […]
In November, in Cascadia, it is springtime, whether you are in the wetlands on an island in the ocean … Oyster Bay, Vancouver Island … or far inland, in the grasslands, where […]
We love you, stag horn sumac. But we love you, smooth sumac more. Oh, Staghorn, you come from Virginia. You knew Hiawatha in your youth. But smooth sumac, daughter […]
Do rocks collect saskatoons because they are focal points of life in the story of the land? Or because they collect heat and rain? It’s a question that goes to […]
I promised to talk about the art of reading cultural narratives in mountains. There are many techniques, so let’s start with the observer. Unlike in modern cinema, in this art form the observer […]
The water comes to the rock faces of Turtle Mountain under the snow. It’s gone now …. … but it intensifies the sun and creates an early season for the arctic plants […]
The starlings love corn. Humans walk along the ridge line and trample ancient mosses, before coming down and eating corn. Turtle Mountain Whee!
Some things are just beautiful, that’s all. Abandoned Orchard with Machinery and Deer Tracks and Prop Pile Such life! Note: A prop is a support for an over-loaded fruit tree branch — […]
Folktale is a funny kind of memory. It remembers what bodies remember, but not what the mind makes of that. That is a different tradition. These things have consequences, though. If writing […]