It's been awhile. And a lot has gone on. A trip or two and some woods and hikes and fishes and great raging swarms of mosquitoes and in the end I find myself lagging far, far behind in penning my thoughts here, in this forum. Why, I wonder...and I largely think it's due to tedium,... Continue Reading →
Sitting still in the middle of the field. One tree South of me making a racket, letting the world know that there's a breeze blowing. A million leaves flapping in unison. The grasses and flowers are going to seed, covered in dew, sparkling and billowing. What few clouds move quickly along and the sun shines... Continue Reading →
There be beavers in Salt Creek. He found evidence as he was ambling along this past Saturday. Downed trees and stumps chewed to a fine and tapered point. Another tree, still standing, which was a work in progress. Where they make their home is anybody's guess. He didn't see a lodge, but he didn't spend... Continue Reading →
To Deet, or not to Deet...is not really the question, but to suffer the nuisance of roving bands of mosquitoes, or dowse yourself in chemical repellants, is at least a matter for consideration. Actually, it’s an absolute imperative, and walking into the first leg of our three day adventure into Michigan’s Porcupine Mountain Wilderness State... Continue Reading →
Remember: stillness, silence and taking time to take the time.
8/28 - S.C.A. 239 Land as community, when this idea “penetrates our intellectual life”, the land ethic will come to enlarge the notion of community to include soils, waters, plants, and animals: the land. This is a key point to keep in mind: that often, when we consider the land, we think only of the... Continue Reading →
8/27 *see steno. If little birds hold the secrets of living, then I feel we may be missing something. and we should listen closely. This morning I want to think more about an ethic, limitation on action, and economy...how does this relate back to how we relate to the land. So I consult my favorite... Continue Reading →
"It is in the wilder spaces, of scrub and deadfall, where you'd rather not tread. In these places you find wonders." - We must balance our need for order with the natural order's need to be wild. "…skimming the leaves atop the understory…(birds)" Small flocks of five to seven chickadees chatter and fuss and pursue... Continue Reading →
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