The Moon, Our Friend, by Laura St. Onge
I do not know what the moon means.
I do not know what the moon means.
The use of Golden eagles in falconry remains a compelling piece of imagery and it is easy to see why.
"Beyond Tahoe, "blue" of course means many things."
“Many of us would say that we are conscious of our daily activity even though we are not actively watching ourselves executing these actions”
"I pause here only to gather my thoughts, but I am surprised at how much I have already observed."
“What is it about our need to tell stories, to leave a relic of our voice behind for the world? We speak, but sounds dissipate into the air, ephemeral as our own lives.”
"The land didn’t take my grandfather away from me. My grandfather gave his life to taking care of the land and passed this relationship on to each of his grandchildren."
"Unfortunately, we may have been among the last to feel the earth between our toes, to lie beneath the sun-rayed canopy, and remember to 'be home before dark.'"
"Once you know a space in its intimacy, love is sure to follow. Once a connection is formed with a piece of land, a park, a home, or an entire area, the love that develops will tie a piece of you to that place for your life."
"It’s like we are stuck in the passenger seat of a car racing through time and the wheel is just out of reach. We are powerless, yet we can do anything. Be anyone. Go anywhere."