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June 6 2026 Work Party
Sometimes the right medicine is kneeling in the dirt to dig what takes over to make space for what should be.
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May 23 2026 Work Party
Holiday weekend and you showed up. A group of Yale alumni. Returning friends. New friends. Buttercup, dock, reed canary grass, yellow flag iris, bindweed, thistle, Himalayan blackberry, herb Robert, ivy. So many weeds. Nootka rose, salmonberry, osoberry, Western red cedar, Douglas fir, twinberry, snowberry, sedges, rushes, sword fern, bracken fern, lady fern, red alder, big leaf maple, vine maple. So many native plants to steward. A gift, all of it, including you.
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May 16 2026 Work Party
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May 2 2026 Work Party
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April 11 2026 Work Party
I remember you.
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April 4 2026 Work Party
“Every autumn Black-capped Chickadees allow brain neurons containing old information to die, replacing them with new neurons so they can adapt to changes in their social flocks and environment even with their tiny brains” (from All About Birds). May we all be so open to new information.
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March 28 2026 Work Party
This is resistance. A song for you.
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March 14 2026 Work Party
Famous by Naomi Shihab Nye The river is famous to the fish. The loud voice is famous to silence, which knew it would inherit the earth before anybody said so. The cat sleeping on the fence is famous to the birds watching him from the birdhouse. The tear is famous, briefly, to the cheek. The idea you carry close to your bosom is famous to your bosom. The boot is famous to the earth, more famous than the dress shoe, which is famous only to floors. The bent photograph is famous to the one who carries it and not at all famous to the one who is pictured. I want to be famous to shuffling men who smile…
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February 28 2026 Work Party
Thank you for joining me in making the world the way I want it to be. That we create this magic for three hours at a time is everything.
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February 14 2026 Work Party
We rooted through the earth searching for heart-shared root balls. Marveled at nature’s repeating shapes, no words to adequately express the wonder of it. The woody crown of the root morphing into the four chambers of the heart, the deep tap root mirroring the superior vena cava, fibrous roots our arteries and veins. I see echoes of us in the bare branches of the trees against the winter blue sky and osoberry buds criss crossing their way up slender, reddish-brown branches. We dig and decide some root balls look like other organs, intestines, a stomach, a gall bladder. We are everywhere in nature. Nature is everywhere in us.
