Went for a walk yesterday down the road a bit. Enjoyed being inspired once again by subtle drawings in the snow. Some I didn't capture, but always love, were the gentle scrapings made by grasses and the marks left by birds' wings as they took to flight. The drawings I captured are contrasts of shadows and stems.
trees dancing fire
The place where I walked runs along the edge of a forest service prescribed burn. The trees there called to me - all dead from the fire and then being poisoned with an herbicide called clopyralid. They seemed to dance under the beautiful blue sky, with soft clouds passing behind them. Still, begging the questions raised by widespread use of poisons on our public lands and into their composting matter and running waters. We must take responsibility for our part in this strange dance and its consequences. We must begin to dance with the trees, the waters, the earth in her many elements. We must (as we do) share the burdens we have thrust upon her - and we must do so more and more CONSCIOUSLY. As we raise our consciousness in this, healing will occur. May it be so.
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