A Native American story tells that the turkey vulture once had great head plumage but he fanned the sun away from an overheating earth to save all it’s creatures. When he returned to earth his plumage had been burned away. Thank you turkey vulture.
The Wildwood Festival is coming up on July 17th – 19th. I’ll be taking part in the little art fair there and have printed these cute prints and mounted them to wood blocks for hanging. I’ve also made greeting cards for the occasion.
The Wildwood Music Festival is a great event here on our little town of Willamina, Oregon. Click the link for more information and to purchase tickets (which you should do!)
“Gardening is the handiest excuse for being a philosopher. Nobody guesses, nobody accuses, nobody knows, but there you are, Plato in the peonies, Socrates force-growing his own hemlock. A man toting a sack of blood manure across his lawn is kin to Atlas letting the world spin easy on his shoulder” – Ray Bradbury
“We come spinning out of nothingness – scattering stars like dust” Rumi
“Stand Still, the forest knows where you are. You must let it find you”
“Corn whiskey has wrecked by body, a false hearted lover on my mind. I’ve roamed this whole world over, Pleasures here on earth I cannot find. When my earthly stay is over, sink my dead body in the sea. Just tell my false hearted lover, that the whales will watch over me”
“Adopt the pace of nature: her secret is patience” – Ralph Waldo Emerson
“Out in the world not much happened, but here in the special night, a land bricked with paper and leather anything might happen” – Ray Bradbury
“The nitrogen in our DNA, the calcium in our teeth, the iron in our blood, the carbon in our apple pies were made of the interiors of collapsing stars. We are made of star stuff.”
– Carl Sagan