“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 …
Song Dog by Karen Elizabeth Baril
This week I am honored to feature our first guest post from my very own mother Karen Elizabeth Baril. Karen has written more than 400 feature articles in top equestrian magazines including Equus, The Equine Journal, and Trail Rider Magazine. Most recently, she published a creative non-fiction essay in Still Crazy literary magazine. Her career goals …
The Best Right Place
“Wherever you go becomes a part of you somehow.” Anita Desai August in the Greater Yellowstone Ecosystem has been …
Fat Caterpillars and Butterfly Sex
September, ember, member, re-member. Voluptuous word and season. This month at Jamaica Bay, monarch caterpillars hang fat and plentiful on milkweed leaves. Their return (or departure?) seems late but I can't be sure; I've waited so long for them, but what, in a time of progressive hotness, is "in season" anymore? All I know is how …
Writing the Wild 