Exploration | Nature | Travel

A Swim in the Broth

“Consider the ordinary barnacle, the rock barnacle. Inside every one of those millions of hard white cones on the rocks—the kind that bruises your heel as you bruise its head—is of course a creature as alive as you or I. Its business in life is this: when a wave washes over it, it sticks out…

Culture | Exploration | Learning | Nature | Personal Growth | Philosophy

Stop Gulping Life Like a Power Lunch and Savor It

“What else is going on right this minute while ground water creeps under my feet? The galaxy is careening in a slow, muffled widening. If a million solar systems are born every hour, then surely hundreds burst into being as I shift my weight to the other elbow. The sun’s surface is now exploding; other…

Philosophy | Learning | Reading | Writing

Beacons

“The books I read are like the stone men built by the Eskimos of the great desolate tundras west of Hudson’s Bay. They still build them today, according to Farley Mowat. An Eskimo traveling alone in flat barrens will heap round stones to the height of a man, travel till he can no longer see…

Culture | Lifestyle | Seasons

Snow Storms and Omicron

“It snowed. It snowed all yesterday and never emptied the sky, although the clouds looked so low and heavy they might drop all at once with a thud.” — Annie Dillard, Pilgrim at Tinker Creek And then the snows came. If yesterday’s post was about the distinct lack of snow in the region, this morning…