The Heart of Winter by Wren Smith The heart of winter beats beneath my frozen feet and beneath the crunching earth. It beats beneath my hearing, beneath my seeing. The heart of winter beats in the sleeping wooly bears. In their curved coats of black and brown down in crevices under the logs, like banned question marks. The […]
Tales from Bent Twig Trail: Intertwined
The natural world has always been a source of comfort and encouragement, a place to lose myself and find myself. Today, the Bent Twig Trail provided comfort and inspiration. Everywhere I looked I saw evidence of the dance of life and interconnections — the tread-like hyphae of mushrooms, the numerous vines intertwined on trees, the […]