Ruckus Raven

I am reading on my porch when the quiet is broken by the heavy flap of raven’s wings. He settles in the tall tree above the chicken coop. The nine hens and single rooster are silent as usual in the morning; they amble around, lazily pecking the ground. But then the raven starts. His CAW…

Hiking up the Stairway to Heaven

The sun lied and shone on our faces as we packed for the hike, teasing us with her warmth into thinking we’d get to hang out all day. We were lost before we even got to the trailhead, navigating the pothole/lake-filled washboard roads, looking for wood cut signs amidst the shrubs to mark the way. When…

Eating beach plants with Kamil and his goat

(See the first half of this visit here) After lunch we leave to walk the beach, and Kamil sighs. “In 3 years here, already 15 feet of beach disappear. The water keep rising. Ice caps keep melting. Your generation, you need to learn be independent. How to find wood to burn. How to cook your…