Visiting the Bees

July 27, 2014

july2014-garland-03 (1 of 1)“Eventually, all things merge into one, and a river runs through it.  The river was cut by the world’s greatest flood and runs over the rocks from the basement of time.  On some rock are timeless raindrops.  Under the rocks are the words, and some of the words are theirs.  I am haunted by waters.”


Sharing Problems

July 27, 2014

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“Then suddenly

you came

with your sun heart

your starry night sky-mind

and you painted,

you wrote

all over my solitude.

The frozen land in me

became your rose garden.”  –Anita Krizzan



July 26, 2014

july2014-zaravisits-24 (1 of 1)“All humans are essentially wild creatures and hate confinement. We need what is wild, and we thrill to it, our wildness bubbling over with an anarchic joie de vivre. We glint when the wild light shines. The more suffocatingly enclosed we are – tamed by television, controlled by mortgages and bureaucracy – the louder our wild genes scream in aggression, anger and depression.”
― Jay Griffiths

Animal Friends

July 26, 2014

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“What is wild cannot be bought or sold, borrowed or copied. It is. Unmistakable, unforgettable, unshakable, elemental as earth and ice, water, fire and air, a quintessence, pure spirit, resolving into no constituents. Don’t waste your wildness: it is precious and necessary.”
― Jay Griffiths

Tree Trim

July 25, 2014

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“The association of the wild and the wood also run deep in etymology. The two words are thought to have grown out of the root word wald and the old Teutonic word walthus, meaning ‘forest.’ Walthus entered Old English in its variant forms of ‘weald,’ ‘wald,’ and ‘wold,’ which were used to designate both ‘a wild place’ and ‘a wooded place,’ in which wild creatures — wolves, foxes, bears — survived. The wild and wood also graft together in the Latin word silva, which means ‘forest,’ and from which emerged the idea of ‘savage,’ with its connotations of fertility….”
— Robert Macfarlane

They Just Keep Coming

July 24, 2014

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“Touch is a reciprocal action, a gesture of exchange with the world. To make an impression is also to receive one, and the soles of our feet, shaped by the surfaces they press upon, are landscapes themselves with their own worn channels and roving lines. They perhaps most closely resemble the patterns of ridge and swirl revealed when a tide has ebbed over flat sand”
— Robert Macfarlane

On the Rhode

July 24, 2014

july2014-guidovisits-05 (1 of 1)“Buried seeds thrown to the surface by explosion and trench digging have resulted in surreal sprays of early spring flowers, growing among bones and mess tins.”
— Robert Macfarlane

Watch Tower

July 24, 2014

july2014-guidovisits-02 (1 of 1) july2014-guidovisits-03 (1 of 1) july2014-guidovisits-01 (1 of 1)“All travelers to wild places will have felt some version of this, a brief blazing perception of the world’s disinterest. In small measures it exhilarates. But in full form it annihilates.”
— Robert Macfarlane

On Green

July 24, 2014

july2014-zaravisits-32 (1 of 1)july2014-zaravisits-30 (1 of 1) july2014-zaravisits-31 (1 of 1)“She was an artist. She held opposites in her mind.”
― Richard Ford

The Ghost of A Pilgrim

July 24, 2014

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“There is no mystery in this association of woods and otherworlds, for as anyone who has walked the woods knows, they are places of correspondence, of call and answer. Visual affinities of color, relief and texture abound. A fallen branch echoes the deltoid form of a streambed into which it has come to rest. Chrome yellow autumn elm leaves find their color rhyme in the eye-ring of the blackbird. Different aspects of the forest link unexpectedly with each other, and so it is that within the stories, different times and worlds can be joined.”
— Robert Macfarlane


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