This morning I watched a common yellowthroat pick insect eggs out of the maple leaves and then perch out of the maze of leaves as if to give this novice a clear view. He didn't mind me being close. It was a kind of communion. I can see why some forsake everything and go to the woods and never return.
posted by William Stevenson @ 12:39 PM
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I am a writer currently working on novels and poetry. Previously I have worked in the Selway Bitteroot Wilderness as a fire fighter and on trails, worked as an editor for a book company, and taught Latin and Literature at a Christian School. Two years ago I went to Poland to teach English at a church camp in Czarna Gora (winter) and in Wladyslawowo (summer). It is quite a beatiful country (piekny Kraj).
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