01.01.2022: Duluth, Minnesota “Not a winner…not a winner…”–woman buying lottery tickets at the Holiday till. I was buying a large coffee, a large lemon-lime gatorade, and didn’t exactly feel like a winner either. There were several reasons for this. A -35 windchill; the lingering effects of New Year’s Eve celebrations, namely a bottle of sparkling …
There is no excerpt because this is a protected post.
It’s that time of year: The Snowies are coming. And how will we receive them, these fellow beings departing diminishing resources? Will we welcome them with awe, love, respect—allow ourselves to become bewitched by the spells cast by those piercing yellow eyes? Or will we crowd them to take photos, trespass upon their deserved security, …
Charenton, Louisiana, shares its name with a Parisian asylum—apparently, the sanity of anyone who chose to move there was suspect. Maybe, that’s what drew me in. Charenton is within the Atchafalaya Basin. I wanted to know how it felt to nose my canoe into the country’s largest floodplain forest and the wildest area remaining in …
Great Egret, Rockefeller Marsh, Louisiana’s Gulf Coast. L
Katahdin Woods & Waters National Monument, mid-September. Mushrooms color the ground, warblers the trees. The woods are full of little flocks, and the flocks feel like an end-of-summer mixer of locals (chickadees and Hairy Woodpeckers) and seasonals (the neotropical migrants.) The chickadees are loud—drawing attention, almost, to the warbler departure. “It’s time to say goodbye!” …
09.13.21: Katahdin Woods and Waters National Monument Read More »
Woke up yesterday with murrelets again; ruminated on the way they bring the ocean to the forest in voice, in the anchovies they carry to their young, in their excrement’s marine remnants—fertilizer. Wondered if they notice the clear-cuts and eroded soil and tree-farm monocultures when they’re journeying between land and sea… Took a barefoot walk …
