Juniper trees rooted on the sloping hillside are silhouetted against the dawn sky. They appear on dimensional like black paper cut outs. The sky gives no sense of depth either. The white light of the morning star and quarter moon are punched out of midnight blue that graduates to orange along the horizon. A western tanager sings it’s robin-like song, as if to coax the sun to rise just a little quicker.
I am in the process of writing a series of stories inspired by my experiences in nature. This collection of short hybrid writings will eventually become a book. All the stories are meant to capture a moment, a feeling, an event, in a poetic and creative manner that reflex the influence and power nature has on me. I hope those who read the excerpts and the ensuing book will find inspiration in the words to go find their own connection with the natural world.