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 | Apr 19, 2023 | high desert, lifestyle, nature, New Mexico, perspective, Uncategorized
Here in the mountains night creatures roam, day has notyet stretched rays of sunlight over the land, birds are stilltucked tightly into tree branches, tiny beaks buried in fluffybreast down, eyes closed as they breathe in rhythmstoo subtle to notice, dreaming dreams...
by Bela Johnson | Apr 11, 2023 | awkening, lifestyle, nature, philosophy, Uncategorized
I went back not in time, but in topographical memory,to a place where leaves swirl and tumble into crosshatchednetworks of red and gold and green, lying still as delayedspringtime in roadside piles, now in varying shadesof umber, sienna, ochre and dun, fashioning soil...
by Bela Johnson | Mar 1, 2023 | gardening, high desert, lifestyle, nature, Uncategorized
As I watched and wept, my beautiful roses,planted deep and well in this nutrient-deficient soil, desert dirt; raised bedscreated by the former owner, filled witha mixture of native turf and whatever he could find, and I added dozens of bags of topsoiltilled in by...
by Bela Johnson | Feb 22, 2023 | lifestyle, nature, perspective, Uncategorized
Are we doomed to be buried in mounds of trashwe can no longer recycle, a child’s entire plasticnursery, dumped into the rolloff on an islandleast able to cope with more landfill, parentslikely overwhelmed with the stress of parenting,too tired or zoned to...
by Bela Johnson | Feb 10, 2023 | animals, community, compassion, culture, lifestyle, Uncategorized
Supply and demand might be the lawof consumerism which has propped upa dubious economy for decades,but when it comes to believing it isthe only way through the veils of fearand lack hanging over too manythese days, perhaps we ought to consider; Maybe it is time to...
