imagine my delight
when discovering this spring baby giraffe
in the woods near my home
i had no idea that they were native to michigan.
“however much you know giraffes, to see one in the wild for the first time feels prehistoric.”
a piece of driftwood
among the vases and mirrors and tchotchkes and other home decor items
and while i’m a fan of natural found materials
i was not really motivated to spend $39.99 on this
but i do now have an idea for my summer job –
“i imagined your stick, washing in the waves for hundreds of years,
turning to driftwood
smooth and hard like stone.
i imagined a little girl finding it on a beach so many years later.
saving it on her shelf,
where she put the things that made her feel like the world was magical.”
– ava dellaira
“it is the empty seats that listen most raptly.”
northside woods , ann arbor – fall 2021
on a winter walk in the woods
came upon a labyrinth made of pine
fall to winter vegetables as offerings at its center
beautiful yule celebration on display
left for all to enjoy.
“the trees will tell their secrets to those that tune in.”
greenview nature preserve, ann arbor, mi, usa – january 2021
“what difference does it make if you live in a picturesque little outhouse
surrounded by 300 feeble minded goats and your faithful dog?
the question is: can you write?”
– Ernest Hemingway
early winter hiking in MacCready Nature Reserve, Irish Hills, MI, USA 2020
wondering who in the woods calls this fallen log, ‘home’
“there is something in the trees awaiting discovery.”
– steven magee
oyster mushrooms at play in their natural habitat
foraging for mushrooms in the late autumn shade in the woods
hunting in nooks and crannies, logs, trees, mossy patches
there we met a few fungi along with their mold and lichen cousins
luckily my daughter and grandies have studied a lot about mushrooms
why i’m here to tell my story.
“on the subject of wild mushrooms,
it is easy to tell who is an expert and who is not;
the expert is the one who is still alive.”
ran into this guy
when out walking
frozen in place
i tried to remember
what to do
if i ever was
to meet a bear in the woods
run, play dead, make myself large, make noise
take a picture
leave it in the trees
for the child who left it behind
now, missing it.
“he looked all alone
and so sad and so blue,
so I said, “oh, dear bear;
there’s a home here for you.”
-ingrod sawubona, A Big-Bear Birthday, Please (English version)
this friendly-looking tree
deep in the woods
so content and jolly
i think it would love to share its jokes.
“i never saw a discontented tree.
they grip the ground as though they liked it,
and though fast rooted, they travel about as far as we do.”
– john muir
bird hiils park, ann arbor, michigan, usa – summer 2020