“Those who contemplate the beauty of the earth find reserves of strength that will endure as long as life lasts. There is something infinitely healing in the repeated refrains of nature -- the assurance that dawn comes after night, and spring after winter.” 


― Rachel Carson, Silent Spring

 

 

 

After the Snow

After the Snow

“My mother is soil and rain,
clay, ash, sand, sun and moonlight. 
My mother is a weeping willow—
strong, daring, dripping. 
My mother is oceans so salty and wild
she can consume whole cities—
but, mostly, she chooses to be calm turquoise, 
washing softly over toes in sand.
She is vast—
some places un-navigated. 
She is offering, felt without words, sacred, and restful.
She grows life.

—mother/Mother Earth” 
― Ashley Asti, The Moon and Her Sisters

A Gaze of Raccoons

A Gaze of Raccoons

November

November