by Bela Johnson | May 7, 2023 | desert life, lifestyle, nature, rivers, Uncategorized
Adrift in the flow of it all, I barely knowwhen night turns her face to the sunthese days, so many springtime pursuits,and there are streams that beckon, flowingwildly as long as snowmelt from higheraltitudes drives water down the BorrachaCanyon into the settlement of...
by Bela Johnson | Mar 24, 2023 | desert life, high desert, nature, Uncategorized, wildlife
Today I saw a mountain lion, absentwas my phone or camera, and I might nothave thought of those anyway, rapture beingthe single emotion that leapt in my heart; She was hunkered close to the ground,casting the dogs and me a backward glancewith a twitch of her long,...
by Bela Johnson | Dec 28, 2022 | desert life, lifestyle, nature, perspective, Uncategorized
These high desert roads make no sense,twisting and turning and causing countlessfatalities here in the mountains and table landsof northern New Mexico; Old cow paths now make up the crazycriss-cross roads in Boston, while whatused to be wagon tracks and Kit...
by Bela Johnson | Jul 18, 2022 | desert life, nature, perspective, Uncategorized
I get that fear is genuine. We have just emerged from two years of it gripping not just people, but countries and the global community as we reacted to news of a pandemic. It became a real test of character and an opportunity to reflect on how we receive information....
by Bela Johnson | Jun 18, 2021 | animals, climate change, desert life, gardening, nature, philosophy, Uncategorized
Mysterious new things moveto the cadence of nature’s drum,the cry of destruction loudly rings;Aloha aina, care for the land,it matters not where we chooseto root ourselves, the mandateis the same: we must returnto the Garden, discover innocence lost when simple...
by Bela Johnson | Jun 2, 2021 | desert life, musings, nature, perspective, philosophy, Uncategorized
I read him Mary Oliver’s luminous words in bed at night, perceptions written nearer her end, and yes, there is sadness, his eyes well uncomfortably, who wouldn’t turn away (were it even possible) from the degradation of nature loved with the whole of our...
