I won’t

yet again claim
a Restart here
as that would be boring
and given my false starts
really now
can I be believed?

I can only hope
I have something
worth saying
in a public space

fail better

my last restart blew away
as soon as I posted it
or rather my writing tenacity
was blown away

so much happening here
in real space/time
it makes cyperspace look empty
and inactive . . .

all of my writing has been languishing
while I have been feeding all the woodland critters
(1/2 ton of food per year)

and helping move the firewood
from the slopes to here below
where we dwell

and watching the amble of the sun
through the tree line
from one fall equinox
to the next one

and planting and harvesting

spinning and knitting
and lazing

restarting AGAIN

once again trying to be disciplined
in the matter of writing

I have opened up a new blog
a blog of place
this place
where I dwell so joyously

you can find it here


I’ve just completed cataract surgery on both my eyes
and have gone miraculously
from crappy rapidly diminishing eyesight
to the clarity and brilliant color of
restored vision

I feel it’s a perfect time to get back
to writing on a daily basis

either here or at adrift in the driftless zone
at the above link

it’s been nine months

since I last posted here
I have been simmering . . .
and now

I am ready to write again
meanwhile life has gone forward

the winter tasks essential to keeping
toasty warm
in spring
lawn tilled up
for a garden
gone since then
from bare
to veggie luxuriant;
an herb garden planted and harvested
and now nearing the end of my second September here
mushroom gathering has repeated

all the local berries
black raspberries/blackberries/elderberries
foraged and frozen for pies
to remind me of the season past

many more books read
writing more or less hiatus’d
though ideas percolate
as ideas will do
I am living in  my own idiosyncratic paradise
passion about what I was passionate about
when I was four
a reversion to essential form:
outdoors every day
a natural historian in her elemental


I did not die 
from mushroom poisoning!!!!
my absence more related to
tasks at hand
in particular
the cutting/hauling/splitting/stacking
of firewood


it gives me extraordinary pleasure
that trees   long favorite Beloveds of mine
should be keeping me warm
through the winter
by their now barren bones

I have been busy
and watching the birds
that feed from my avian picnic:
four varieties of woodpeckers 
8 regular suspect cardinals
same of blue jays
a bevy of finches

(and I am not alone
in my finch watching:
I call this
the pane of separation

a large clutch
  of (now) fat mourning doves

the surrpounding landscape
so green a few months back

now startling  wondrous
beautiful in monochromes
white/grays/browns/blacks/deep skyblue

and each day beginning and
in a splay of brilliant twilighting

the unpacking of the house
at a seasonal standstill
many boxes yet to go
on pallets in the garage
(where the spring thaw flooding won’t damage them)
tending the stove 
and feeding the critters
gets all the attention

the winter solstice
full mooned
and I danced an earth twirly dance
naked as the burr oak are
in the deep snowed lawn
a close to full guarantee
that the new year
will be splendiferous
for me

for you

a harvesty day

it was a mushroom kind of day
a clump of light tan mushrooms 
at the foot of one of the burr oaks

a little later
in another part of the yard
a clutch of larger darker mushrooms
again at the base of a burr oak

a bone I have to pick with mushroom 
field guides
so sweldom do I find photos
that look anything like the mushrooms
I find. . . 

then later yet
while collecting the days fallen walnuts
I discovered a mushroom I do know
a hen of the woods
of sizable proportions

a choice edible
used for centuries in Chinese Medicine
lowers blood pressure
reduces the size of cancerous tumors
 and retards their growth
and reduces the nasty side effects of chemotherapy
lowers blood sugar 
strenthens the immune system
full of excellent essential fatty acids
a protein feast
and beautiful

hen of the woods also known as
maitake mushroom
this one weighs 6.5 pounds

(some as large as 50 pounds
so while mine's a giant to me
it’s small potatoes in the mycological collector’s world

then in a walk  up the steep hill behind the house
another one found
only 3 pounds

but here is me
now with 9.5 pounds of prime mushroom

lucky it’s freezeable
and I sauted up a panful in butter
with salt and pepper
and they are delicious!

I note they’re selling on the internet
for $33.00 a pound

I am wealthy in ‘shrooms tonight

showing (having told)

having told about the new lair-in-the-woods
it’s time for pix eleations

one of the burr oaks close to the house

here a pooling of sulphur butterflies
on the yellow stone road

and speaking of sulphur
some sulphuir shelf fungii

a standing dead walnut
covered in fungal frills

close up

meanwhile, within
shelves going up in main library room

the library from the loft ladder

and you just know there will be many more images. . .
inside and out

and eventually there will be inside images
with nary a single box!