Fall poems

My daughter and I sometimes like to write poetry. Today, with the snow swirling, we settled in by the fire after our walk to put some words down. I’m enjoying the haiku form lately–what I know of it–and had a few ideas. FALL AIR Tiny snowflakes swirl stinging cheeks, nose, chin, ears– Pink chilled November …

Get your kids to harvest: Seed saving with my daughter

Ever since I taught courses on environmental geography, I’ve been deeply appreciative of the deeply subversive, transformative, connective power of saving seeds. Seeds are such miracles. Varying in size and colour, some with common features while others are distinctive, containing the pattern for entire plants: stem, leaves, roots, flowers, fruit … all in this speck. …