We humans will never know how meadows or mountains smell, but deer and horses and pigs do. Bando sniffs deeply and shakes his head. We were left out when it comes to smelling things, he says. I would...
Most of these wild animals depart in autumn when the sun changes their behavior and they feel the urge to migrate or go off alone. While they are with us, however, they become characters in my books,...
و أخذ النجم واهب الحياة يبزغ ببطء حتى صار مستديراً متوهجاً لونه الأحمر في كبد السماء
Yes, you are Eskimo, he had said. And never forget it. We live as no other people can, for we truly understand the earth.
Change your ways when fear seizes, he had said, for it usually means you are doing something wrong.
Wolves are brotherly, he said. They love each other, and if you learn to speak to them, they will love you too.
When fear seizes change what you are doing. You are doing something wrong.
Hunger is a funny thing. It has a kind of intelligence of it's own.
I throw back my head, and, feeling free as the wind, breathe in the fresh mountain air. Although I am heavy-hearted, my spirits are rising. To walk in nature is always good medicine.
There the old Eskimo hunters she had known in her childhood thought the riches of life were intelligence, fearlessness, and love. A man with these gifts was rich and was a great spirit who was admired...
Be you writer or reader, it is very pleasant to run away in a book.
See that falcon? Hear those white-throated sparrows? Smell that skunk? Well, the falcon takes the sky, the white-throated sparrow takes the low bushes, the skunk takes the earth...I take the woods.
كان إيقاع الحياة هو مقياس الزمن في القطب الشمالي
Ask nature questions, and you will get answers.
I must say this now about that first fire. It was magic. Out of dead tinder and grass and sticks came a live warm light. It cracked and snapped and smoked and filled the woods with brightness. It ligh...
The tundra was even more beautiful—a glistening gold, and its shadows were purple and blue. Lemon-yellow clouds sailed a green sky and every wind-tossed sedge was a silver thread. Oh, she whispered in...
Neither the Pilgrims nor the Indians new what they had begun. The Pilgrims called the celebration a Harvest Feast. The Indians thought of it as a Green Corn Dance. It was both and more than both. It w...
When the crops were thriving, Squanto took the men to the open forests where the turkey dwelled. He pointed out the nuts, seeds, and insects that the iridescent birds fed upon.He showed them the leaf...
Fortunately, the sun has a wonderfully glorious habit of rising every morning
Chicken is Good! It tastes like chicken.
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