I love how the named places in these sentences don’t have me racing off to Google Maps to screen-position them. Instead, the sentences help me feel located on the real earth where I don’t need to be mapped to feel like I am experiencing.
I also really enjoyed the Welcome Mats, they made me smile.
This is my 3rd winter in NE Nevada and they have all been Very different. This year we have a LOT of snow and a LOT of cold, fairly REAL cold too (cold being subjective) with a low so far of -16, and some days with highs barely reaching the teens.
Your words capture the elusive appeal of winter. I'm not much on winter: I can't tolerate the cold much anymore and it's been "cold" here in southern Spain.
But of course there's beauty to be witnessed and felt if I want to look for it. The high peaks of Sierra Nevada are garbed in snow right now and there's nothing much to stop me from grabbing some photos when they're at their best.
And, living across the Atlantic pond, I so do miss bison, although finding halal-slaughtered bison might be difficult! (However, I expect that Indigenous butchery practices would hew much closer to their Muslim counterparts in terms of thanking God and respecting the animal to be slaughtered than most non-Muslim European practices would.)
I think some will always be led to do what you describe. But that fundamentalist, rigid tendency is just about everywhere these days, born of poor education and chronic lack of reflection / observation.
This beautiful comment will come back to me on future days as I walk outside in winter “ 2023_0128: The meadow is wide open and overflowing with sunlight but the wind patrols it with tiny knives for all who seek to pass.”
You have sleuthed correctly that the word means grandmother. To take it a step further, in Anishinaabe cosmology, the Moon is our Grandmother. So that is what I call her, not just in an effort to practice using the word, but to practice the worldview too. Thank you for asking!
This makes me FEEL. So much feeling. Joy, laughter, anguish, and wishing I could describe a few of the things I recognize with half as much depth. Thank you. It’s exquisite, each and every one.
I love how the named places in these sentences don’t have me racing off to Google Maps to screen-position them. Instead, the sentences help me feel located on the real earth where I don’t need to be mapped to feel like I am experiencing.
Thank you, Matt. I appreciate that!
That rug!
It's pretty spectacular.
Lovely as always Chris, Thank you.
I also really enjoyed the Welcome Mats, they made me smile.
This is my 3rd winter in NE Nevada and they have all been Very different. This year we have a LOT of snow and a LOT of cold, fairly REAL cold too (cold being subjective) with a low so far of -16, and some days with highs barely reaching the teens.
My approach to my lair is very Mr. Rogers-ish this time of year. I arrive, the outside boots come off and the slippers go on.
Omg yeeeeessss. The other day I said allowed “hold on, let me get on my Mr Rogers sweater...” 🙏🏾
Fred knew a thing or two about a thing or two.
Loving “be like the porcupine” (well, loving all these really) and also your explanation of the moon “worldview.” Here for it! 🌙🐾
Amazingly there isn't a porcupine emoji. So here's a beaver.
🦫
An imminently dignified corollary 👏
Generous sentences. Chi-miigwech! Love for winter unabated ...
I'm having a great winter.
Your words capture the elusive appeal of winter. I'm not much on winter: I can't tolerate the cold much anymore and it's been "cold" here in southern Spain.
But of course there's beauty to be witnessed and felt if I want to look for it. The high peaks of Sierra Nevada are garbed in snow right now and there's nothing much to stop me from grabbing some photos when they're at their best.
And, living across the Atlantic pond, I so do miss bison, although finding halal-slaughtered bison might be difficult! (However, I expect that Indigenous butchery practices would hew much closer to their Muslim counterparts in terms of thanking God and respecting the animal to be slaughtered than most non-Muslim European practices would.)
One would hope more people would embrace the spiritual basis of such a reciprocal relationship but I'm not holding my breath.
I think some will always be led to do what you describe. But that fundamentalist, rigid tendency is just about everywhere these days, born of poor education and chronic lack of reflection / observation.
Love this. Other than your story telling, these short sentences are my favorite. They take me on a slow roller coaster of emotions and I love it.
✊🏽
This beautiful comment will come back to me on future days as I walk outside in winter “ 2023_0128: The meadow is wide open and overflowing with sunlight but the wind patrols it with tiny knives for all who seek to pass.”
Thank you, Johnny! 💨🔪
Awesome :)
Thank you.
Chris,
This sentence sent me in search of the meaning of one word:
“I am unwilling to close the curtains on the distracting spectacle of Nookomis hanging outside my window in the early morning hours.”
The only meaning I found was “grandmother”. (The Ojibwa Peoples Dictionary). Another place says “my grandmother”.
Could you explain the meaning as you used it. Thanks
You have sleuthed correctly that the word means grandmother. To take it a step further, in Anishinaabe cosmology, the Moon is our Grandmother. So that is what I call her, not just in an effort to practice using the word, but to practice the worldview too. Thank you for asking!
That’s beautiful. Thanks for explanation.
I love the ninepipes cafeteria 💕
I am going to try that cafeteria out someday.
It's pretty exclusive. Good luck getting in....
Chris
😂
Think I might wait until spring though.
Hi Chris,
“closing in on the sky” Great image! Thank you so very much!
Sincerely,
Melissa
Thanks, Melissa.
This makes me FEEL. So much feeling. Joy, laughter, anguish, and wishing I could describe a few of the things I recognize with half as much depth. Thank you. It’s exquisite, each and every one.
💚
He was much more cheerful yesterday.
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