I am a lousy gardener that only offends the soil on top and below. No Petunias or Marigolds bloom, only crab grass struggling with Tennessee moss, and a small patch of Kentucky Bluegrass the survivor of almost fifty years …
Tag: nature
The Call of the Wild
What does a dog know of being a wolf, a wolf know of being a dog? The wolf howls not to understand the moon but to know itself in the community of nature, to shout out its place …
Wildfires: California, Paradise
Nature always wanted to burn Paradise down, a swailing to its Indian, Spanish calling, a burn-off to its mandrake roots, enflamed with its third day existence, stuck between the iteration of water and light, heaven and earth, day and night, …