Today is the day before Easter. It is a time that commercially we are told to commemorate by brightly colored eggs and chocolate bunnies. A time to gather. A time to renew. A time to celebrate tomorrow. But today, yet again, in what feels like a three-year long winter, the wind blows straight out of … [Read more…]
For me that day, spent fishing with my dad, far from the drone of graduate seminars and on the edge of what was once an active volcano, I connected a horse’s whitened bones with a potential fiber project. The insight was fed by an artist whom I never met outside of a book. Growing up … [Read more…]
Towards the end of last year’s hunting season, we answered the doorbell to see a good friend who was celebrating a day off by hunting and stopping to visit. His visit and his sharing of plans for the future reminded me of a piece I wrote several years ago about becoming native to the land, … [Read more…]
