To my uninitiated eyes, there appear to be at least two kinds of 'Christmas in July' celebrations. Maybe you didn’t know there was even one kind of Christmas in July, let alone so many there were possible subcategories. This is understandable. Although it’s conceivable it might only be me not ‘in the know!’ What I … Continue reading Field Note #5: Christmas in July
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Field Note #3: The Molt
If you have ever doubted being part of an ecosystem, consider this. My feet are peeling. Not just a little flake here, a little flake there. Whole sheets of skin are sailing away. I've never seen anything like it. I know, but try to stay with me. It's like my poor feet haven't walked barefoot … Continue reading Field Note #3: The Molt
Tales from the Compost Pile: Fear Nibbles
(Story in progress/ starts at ‘Tales from the Compost Heap: Digging In’) I’m not sure exactly when Fear got in, but can confirm it breached my perimeter and settled at the farm some time ago. Just around the same time I found a mouse in my box of lasagna. Sometimes fear doesn’t announce its arrival with … Continue reading Tales from the Compost Pile: Fear Nibbles
Tales from the Compost Heap: Welcome to my Multiverse
I’ve heard the term Multiverse for a number of years, while wandering unaccompanied through inter-web borderlands and fringe bookstores. I had a resistance to the term, associating it with high-tech billionaires and microchipping humans or something equally unsettling. Mostly it sounded like a word reserved for tyrants planning to take over the world or radically … Continue reading Tales from the Compost Heap: Welcome to my Multiverse
Tales from the Compost Heap: Resurrection
If you are arriving mid-story, please start at “Turning the Compost” and then jump right in. _______ After meeting Bea on sidewalk that summer day in Toronto, we learned we’d been living just six blocks from each other for quite some time. She invited me to her apartment which was just a short walk from … Continue reading Tales from the Compost Heap: Resurrection
Hindsight and 2020
When I last wrote in January 2020, I had just asked the Universe help me “PUSH PAUSE” so I could get a good look at some decisions I was making, particularly related to my relationship with Nature. I have no interest in being credited with giving Mother Nature the idea for a global pandemic, but … Continue reading Hindsight and 2020
Plum Rising
But it was just a tree. Or it might have been just a pet. Or a cup. Or someone you didn’t even know that well. Why do these losses sometimes crack us open so deeply? If Leonard Cohen, Canadian poet and songwriter, had heard the crack of the plum tree’s trunk as the wind took … Continue reading Plum Rising
Under the Plum: The Prequel
“The hair on my arms stood straight up and that's when I knew.” I asked you to meet me at the plum tree, so it could help explain how I came to live in Cape Breton, but I have something to share before we are ready for that class. The plum will present it’s lesson … Continue reading Under the Plum: The Prequel
A Year of Living Naturally
Meet me at "The Farm on Mull River" and join a growing number of students who are choosing Mother Nature as their Home-room teacher. The Bell rings tomorrow morning and I hope to see you in class!







