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Giving Thanks

In gratitude for the bounty of my Odlin home.

Willows (Salix sp) against a “blue true dream of sky


i thank You God for most this amazing

day:for the leaping greenly spirits of trees

and a blue true dream of sky; and for everything

which is natural which is infinite which is yes

-e.e. cummings


David – my anam cara – birding

“In the Celtic tradition, there is a beautiful understanding of love and friendship. One of the fascinating ideas here is the idea of soul-love; the old Gaelic term for this is anam caraAnam is the Gaelic word for soul and cara is the word for friend.  So anam cara in the Celtic world was the “soul friend.”  With the anam cara you could share your inner-most self, your mind and your heart.”

-John O’Donohue, Anam Cara: A Book of Celtic Wisdom


Marbled Murrelet (Brachyramphus marmoratus) in winter plumage

     “He splashes down, and the cold water holds him with ease. He paddles his webbed feet and is propelled speedily across the surface. He drops his head underwater, and a whole new world opens up beneath him.

     He flips into a dive, spreading his wings as if he is flying, veering this way and that …”

-Joan Dunning, Seabird in the Forest


Pacific Madrone (Arbutus menziesii) berries: don’t they look tropical?

“In a Straits Salish story, told by the late Chief Phillip Paul of the Saanich people, arbutus was the tree used by the survivors of the Great Flood (a tradition common to almost all Northwest coast peoples) to anchor their canoe to the top of Mount Newton. To this day, the Saanich people do not burn arbutus in their stoves, because of the important service this tree provided long ago.

This tree looks like it belongs to warmer climates than ours. Arbutus means ‘strawberry tree’ in Latin, in reference to the bright-red fruits.”

-Jim Pojar and Andy MacKinnon, Plants of the Pacific Northwest Coast


A very young Waxy Cap mushroom under Western Redcedar and Douglas-fir.

“Teen” (two in background) and “adult” Parrot Waxy Caps – note the changes in color as described below.

“Sometimes called the “parrot mushroom,” this little guy is unmistakable if you catch it in its early stages of development, when it is distinctively parrot-green (and decidedly slimy). But it quickly begins to change colors, turning yellow or orange, and then fading to a sort of dingy straw color. By the end of this transformation, the parrot mushroom has become a nondescript little thing, dirty yellowish and very difficult to identify. Ah, the splendors of youth!”

-Michael Kuo,

Blessed be.



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Greetings Family & Friends,

A cloud-filtered sun shines on Greyhaven house as I begin my first post.  My hope is to use this blog to improve my writing and share my love of nature and books with you.  I will set a goal of writing on a weekly basis.  As I type, a Steller’s Jay yaks nearby.  S/he is reminding me to pay attention to the outdoors and not become lost in the minutia of worries that is everyday life.  Thanks for reading and sharing your own thoughts.

Peace and all good,

Bookwren Beth

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