Up in the AIr…

Up in the AIr…

oh this blog is a long time coming…! I have had so many thoughts and ideas to write about, been stuck and feeling blah, to overwhelmed, excited, over- the-moon, apprehensive; so much change in all areas of my life; an end of a long term relationship, the passing...
Winter Stillness

Winter Stillness

This winter I have been struggling with the blinding white blanket of snow that seems to mirror so much of my inner world. I have been feeling frozen, lonely, a stillness and resistance to growth, the heaviness of false lack, struggling as i wade through my...
Alder

Alder

While I am out and enjoying this amazing spring like weather, I am always on the look out for buds and new signs of growth from the trees and plants of the valley.  Right now, pussy willows are making their appearance and poplar buds are golden and sticky with...
Sunny Golden Rod

Sunny Golden Rod

Goldenrod is a perennial herb that grows wild around the valley in meadows, forest borders and river banks and is commonly called Woundwort for its ability to heal flesh wounds.  Goldenrod has a tall, thin stalk bursting with bright, little yellow flowers in...
Yarrow

Yarrow

Yarrow ( Achillea millefolium) Yarrow likes compact, disturbed soil and thrives in many areas and can be a  common complaint in many gardens as it spreads fairly quickly, but it has many usages and can be a great herb for its healing properties and wild...
So…why Raven?

So…why Raven?

  I have had many special moments in the company of crows and ravens that in some ways have altered my beliefs and how I felt about myself and how we all relate in the world. My first real memory and awareness of ravens was when I was a teenager and my parents...
Love Apple (Malus Sylvestris)

Love Apple (Malus Sylvestris)

There is nothing that says fall to me more than the harvest of an apple tree! I have moments of my life, encapsulated in time, by the taste of an apple; the crisp, juicy, incredible tart and sweet that left me wondering why I ever crave anything other than the simple...
Wanderings of a Wildcrafter

Wanderings of a Wildcrafter

I get asked a lot what Wild Craft really means; I walk the woods and forage, I am always on the look out to spot an old friend or to meet a new one, plants have a way of speaking to me, literally jumping out at me, catching my eye with a sparkle, calling me over. That...
Waking up

Waking up

I have left the big, bountiful valley that I call home, crawling through the city in my fossil fuel dependent vehicle of steel and plastic, CBC radio loud and strong, a discussion of  the steady decline of wild animals on our planet, my disconnect from masses of...