“Stars, you are the heavens’ flock, tangling your pale wool across the night sky, bits of oily fleece catching on barbs of darkness to swirl in black wind.” -from “The Heaven’s Flock” by Paulann Petersen, Oregon Poet Laureate We look upwards for answers. When the sun sets, blushing the sky and then sneaking away around …
Can you see him? He’s enjoying the view, too. “Click” goes the shutter. He’s gone. Continue reading »
I find myself spending my recess breaks sitting in the grass of an apple orchard, surrounded by 10,000 of my newest friends. They pay me no mind- they have better things to do. There’s food to collect and process. There’s cleaning to do, eggs to be laid and attended to, babies to raise, and even … Continue reading »
Every day they’re different. Luck and science collide As seeds unfurl into leaves. Continue reading »
“Always there was a timelessness, a residue of the sacred, and a lingering feeling that I was witnessing something spectacular.” -Charles Finn, Wild Delicate Seconds – I recently came across a thin volume of nature writing in my local bookstore. It was fairly nondescript, save the beautiful woodcut of a Water Ouzel wading through surf … Continue reading »
We watch and marvel as they enter and exit. Gratitude, wonder, awe. Sweetness awaits. Continue reading »
I enter the woods from a hidden path, which winds around a corner and out of sight. The trail wants to disappear as soon as possible, away from the train tracks and the cars and the busy roads, into the cool, verdant shelter of the trees. I do too. I slip into the trees, unnoticed … Continue reading »
“It is spring again. The earth is like a child that knows poems by heart.” – Rainer Maria Rilke – Do you remember last year’s songs? They do. Now, it’s time for us to sing along. ps. Check out Nikki McClure’s similarly beautiful rendition of April (from her 2013 calendar). Continue reading »
