Not just for the birds
"The road to Neah Bay is serpentine, a thin twist of wet double-yellow-lined gray. It flirts for twenty miles with the edge of cliffs that seem to stand at the mercy of the Strait of Juan de Fuca and its wide swath of soon-to-be Pacific Ocean. Mapmakers mark it as scenic when it would be …
If one speaks it should only be to say, as well as one can, how wonderfully all this fits together, to indicate what a long, fierce peace can derive from this knowledge. -- Barry Lopez, "Children in the Woods"And then a Plank in Reason, broke... -- Emily Dickinson, from "I Felt a Funeral in My …
The quickest door to open in the woods for a child is the one that leads to the smallest room, by knowing the name each thing is called. The door that leads to the cathedral is marked by a hesitancy to speak at all, rather to encourage by example a sharpness of the senses. If …
I went elk hunting one day this October. A friend went with me. We got to the spot I'd planned to leave the truck, and -- nobody was there! With plenty of dark before dawn we set out for the short hike to the spot I wanted to glass. I'd hunted birds there several times …
"Her name is Rosie", the old man that was camped near us with Florida license plates told me as his dog walked over to me. Rosie, was an overweight black lab with gray on her face and eyes clouded over with glaucoma. "Come on Rosie, don't bother her," he yelled in her direction. I yelled …