Waldeinsamkeit (German): the feeling of being alone in the woods. I spend a fair bit of time ‘alone in the woods’ (well, with canine company but that’s different). So what’s that feel like? I’m not sure,I usually don’t stop to think about it. There’s something there I keep trying to glimpse or feel, I suppose, but I don’t have words for it. Then again I don’t speak German, so I guess it’s okay.
It’s called a rainforest for a reason – it’s slick and mucky and deliciously fecund. The water and wood fibre and soil and moss just meld together. I’m a bit obsessive about tramping through these woods, especially around waterfalls. I know I’ll get soaked anyway, so rain doesn’t really deter me. I find myself clambering up slopes, wedging myself through moss-soaked tangle of forest using trees and roots for handholds. You get familiar with water in a rainforest – what it […]
Nice light this morning and some mist rising up, so out for a stroll on the fern trail. Well, cliché shots, I know, but it’s been a while since we’ve gotten some nice morning light so might as well indulge. That first one makes me think of those religious tracts that get offered by the faithful to passers-by. It makes me think of this time, years ago in Victoria, there’s this one older fellow I recall. He leads in with […]
Today I got lost in the woods. I mean lost. Turning in circles, ‘wait I’ve been here already’, wondering if I should try climbing a tree, ‘how’d this happen?’ lost. Just me and the fungi. This all happened within, oh, maybe 30 minutes walk from my front door. Where I have lived for seven plus years. Just off a path I’ve trodden countless times. I mean, directionless wandering through the bush is something I never really grew out of anyways, […]
A friend once called me “shaggy”… not a reference to Scooby-doo but more to the neck of woods where I live, work, and play. And it’s a fair statement I guess. The temperate coastal forest boasts a certain… unkempt appeal. Good words to live by, I’d suppose. A few pix from this weekend’s hike up the “Blaine Burn”, a nearby hike I’ve been meaning to do for a few months now. It’s a twisted and well-rooted slog that reminds you […]
I’ve been watching you. There’s this extraordinary thing you do, you see. It’s this coy little trick, when your branches are crisp and bare, and you’ve waited out the snowmelt, enough, you know, just enough to announce your big plans for the year. You lengthen the days, shake the clouds, and you get these birds delivered from who knows where. They’re out every morning now, testing the twigs or yelling obscenities at one another, for all we know. 365 days, […]