Here's a lovely profile of a poet new to me, Kim Stafford, from High Country News' Uncommon Westerners features series. The writer finds Stafford in a coffee shop in Portland. Nearby, writes Tara Rae Miner, is "a strip of untamed land, bounded by busy roads in a dense, urban landscape. It is not a park,Continue reading “What we have over-run and on which we rely”
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In the woods (this Thanksgiving Day)
In the woods, too, a man casts off his years, as a snake his slough, and at what period in life, is always a child. In the woods, is perpetual youth. Emerson [Pic taken this month in Chivery, in the UK, by Algo, via Treeporn]
Thanksgiving
We all have many blessings to be thankful for. For myself, family and friends most of all, But today I am going to be thankful for the rain we had over the last couple of days, which has made our property on the creek rich with the smell of the leaves and the land…oaky, damp,Continue reading “Thanksgiving”