“We simply need that wild country available to us, even if we never do more than drive to its edge and look in. for it can be a means of reassuring ourselves of our sanity as creatures a part of the geography of hope.” …
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Selling The Farm
I got the email from my dad six weeks ago. It was characteristically sparse: We just sold the farmhouse and 6 acres. Closing targeted for Nov. 1. I had known it was coming but couldn't bear to talk about it. Losing this place was something I couldn't quite stomach or breathe past; I told my parents I …
Bearanoia
It’s Sunday, football day, and John asks if I want to go for a walk up Palmer Mountain Road. “We need another grouse for that pot pie,” he says. I don’t particularly care for football day, but John does, so I’m surprised by his suggestion. I consider briefly the grizzly sow with three cubs spotted …
About Awe
“Riding over Marston Pass, the view was so huge, so empty yet full, that it was unsettling. My eyes travelled outward—as far as I could see were jagged peaks, rounded mountains, flat-topped buttes and wide valleys below.” Julianne Baker Awe: 1 a feeling of reverential respect mixed with fear or wonder. 2 an …
Everything Falls
Consider the fall. I caught a leaf the other day as it tumbled to the ground. Bright, crisp, cool to the touch, it interrupted my thoughts and jog and turned me into the littlest-girl version of myself: red cheeks skyward, grinning at the whimsy of the situation. This fallen fairy had chosen me--me!--as her intermediary between arboreal life and earthly decay. What …
Writing the Wild 