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Ice Etches Magic

You’d hardly know how frosty it is in the morning from the cherry blossoms in full bloom. Clear, frosty December mornings are a delight. What marvelous works of art has the ice etched last night?

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Trees Never Die

The tree that crashed onto the path is now a border for the path. Trees never die. On the forest floor they become a home for countless creatures, spiders, worms, fungi, and more. Slowly, slowly, slowly, the logs transform into … Continue reading

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Why You Stay out of the Woods on a Windy Day

This is why you stay out of the woods on a windy day. You could be strolling down a quiet path in the woods. One second you are upright, breathing, alive, the next second you are dead, your skull and … Continue reading

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The First Day of Spring Already

It’s Thursday, a quiet morning baking bread, making tofu, packing eggs, and heading out to deliver them. Late November and it feels like a spring day. The warm, mild sun makes me believe that we just had the briefest winter … Continue reading

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Don’t Do in Seconds What You Can Spend Months Doing

The mushrooms are happy about the soaking fall rains. Humans would never think to turn the process of decomposing wood into something so wondrous. Our approach would be dousing wood in caustic chemicals to get rid of it in nanoseconds, … Continue reading

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Tree Trunks and Hot Coals

The woods have turned to their winter colors. This time of year you can see all the trunks of the trees. If you are into counting trees, now is your time. It’s the season when there is a fire burning … Continue reading

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Still on Fire

When the sun sets this time of year on a cloudless eve, it turns everything gold. The tallest cottonwoods, their branches nearly stripped of all leaves, burn brightly. It takes the breath away. The swans are back in great numbers. … Continue reading

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