“Come to think of it, we are all killers or accomplices,” Gennady Soloviev says as he works an ermine pelt. Meanwhile, I am sitting on my couch in South Texas watching Werner Herzog’s documentary, “Happy People”, marinating in a little frustration after another unkind comment on one of my hunting posts on social media. Unfortunately, hate for hunters is pretty common online, and it’s something I’m still adjusting to on my social media pages.
Tag Archives: Nature
First Blood: Part 3
I had taken a life. And I didn’t know how I felt about it.
First Blood: Part 1
I didn’t like doing stuff outside. Ever. I grew up wearing pink satin, sequins, rhinestones, fluffy tulle, and shiny pointe shoes inside a very nicely climate controlled and clean dance studio. When I wasn’t doing ballet, I was curled up somewhere with a book inside.
Signs in the Water
Henry David Thoreau once said that “it’s not what you look at that matters, it’s what you see.” As someone who spent a lot of time in nature, I imagine he saw a lot of meaning in the natural world around him.