by JoAnne Dodgson | Oct 1, 2020 | Blog
I’ve been clearing a patch of land where there’s a burly overgrowth of dried Tumbleweeds. My harvesting wardrobe includes thick leather gloves and toeless socks pulled over my arms to prevent painful encounters with the prickly thorns. I’ve been...
by JoAnne Dodgson | Sep 12, 2020 | Blog
During our quarantining, may this story bring you some medicine… My wild-harvesting quest carried me across state lines into the mountains of southern Colorado. Instinctively, I headed toward the red rocks which hold stories of the peoples who lived there in...
by JoAnne Dodgson | Sep 1, 2020 | Blog
Taking baby steps. When these words are spoken to describe a process of making change, there tends to be a hint of judgment. The “smallness” needs justification. It’s a disclaimer, of sorts. As though the steps and the step-taker aren’t quite enough. As if the...
by JoAnne Dodgson | Aug 10, 2020 | Blog
On my morning bike ride, I noticed people walking toward me with a few dogs on leashes. In their exuberant explorations, the dogs were romping around roadside to roadside. As we neared each other, we began navigating the crossing of our paths. The women corralled...
by JoAnne Dodgson | Jul 30, 2020 | Blog
I saw the coyote peering back at me through the sagebrush. So highly attentive and tuned into the world around her, she was aware of my presence even with the window and adobe wall between us. With ease and grace, she turned away and disappeared among the trees. Even...
