Wow, you’re a beautiful writer. Your voice shines through powerfully, which must conclude you’re writing from a place of utter honesty in soul. I love it. Can’t wait to read more. Thanks Chevanne!
This brief, beautiful essay knocked me out. It is just lovely. Each word. Each image. I will never look at the aisles of the garden center without thinking of your wanderings through them, building your relationship with plants and keeping your connection with the seasons. Your poem captures that thing I've often thought of when I plant in pots using dirt pulled from a bag that may or may not have a tenuous relationship with a forest floor.
Deep. Love it. Nature listens, and it stays quiet - letting you ponder your own thoughts, your fears, your dreams, and your entire reality. Its response tends to be the silence we need...to connect... to heal. It lets you rant, cry, laugh, and just talk without weird faces staring back.
I do a lot of barefoot solo hiking and ever time I come out is like being upgraded. My thoughts are clear, nothing hurts -physically or emotionally (well, at least most of the time). My senses sharpen and everything (touch, smell, sight, taste, hearing, and proprioception) is interconnected within me and with nature. Life feels HD (high definition) after nature therapy. I always promote hiking as one of the best ways to improve fitness and wellness. Nature as a gym, without the pushing and the lifting, and without an endless belt that takes you nowhere.
I want to write more about nature, the woods, my garden (fiction and nonfiction). I am working on other stuff but I am interested in the idea of exploring human movement in nature, and in the intercommunication of multiple species. I am always telling my wife that the plants in our garden talk to us (visually, as well as in taste and texture) to let us know when they are well fed or in need of attention.
I loved this!! Just subscribed and found this while scrolling through. Fellow plant mom here too 👋🏾 🌱 and I thought I was a weirdo for being obsessed with just walking through home supply stores where I could just look at plants. This was so lovely ❤️
Wow, you’re a beautiful writer. Your voice shines through powerfully, which must conclude you’re writing from a place of utter honesty in soul. I love it. Can’t wait to read more. Thanks Chevanne!
This brief, beautiful essay knocked me out. It is just lovely. Each word. Each image. I will never look at the aisles of the garden center without thinking of your wanderings through them, building your relationship with plants and keeping your connection with the seasons. Your poem captures that thing I've often thought of when I plant in pots using dirt pulled from a bag that may or may not have a tenuous relationship with a forest floor.
Thank you for this.
Lovely read. And paperbark maples are gorgeous!
Deep. Love it. Nature listens, and it stays quiet - letting you ponder your own thoughts, your fears, your dreams, and your entire reality. Its response tends to be the silence we need...to connect... to heal. It lets you rant, cry, laugh, and just talk without weird faces staring back.
I do a lot of barefoot solo hiking and ever time I come out is like being upgraded. My thoughts are clear, nothing hurts -physically or emotionally (well, at least most of the time). My senses sharpen and everything (touch, smell, sight, taste, hearing, and proprioception) is interconnected within me and with nature. Life feels HD (high definition) after nature therapy. I always promote hiking as one of the best ways to improve fitness and wellness. Nature as a gym, without the pushing and the lifting, and without an endless belt that takes you nowhere.
I want to write more about nature, the woods, my garden (fiction and nonfiction). I am working on other stuff but I am interested in the idea of exploring human movement in nature, and in the intercommunication of multiple species. I am always telling my wife that the plants in our garden talk to us (visually, as well as in taste and texture) to let us know when they are well fed or in need of attention.
Awesome writing! 🖖🏽
I loved this!! Just subscribed and found this while scrolling through. Fellow plant mom here too 👋🏾 🌱 and I thought I was a weirdo for being obsessed with just walking through home supply stores where I could just look at plants. This was so lovely ❤️