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Welcome to The Soul of the Earth
I love to look deeply into the great beauties and intricacies of our planet, especially her gorgeous wildflowers, and to bring back the news I find there. Join me in my explorations of nature’s exquisite creations, of the deep time of her history, of the ways people are preserving and reclaiming her treasures.
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Born in the desert
I was forty-six when I first saw the desert and I’ve never been the same since. The lush, green landscapes I had known all my life peeled away. What was left was spare in all ways. Few plants, few colors, nothing to impede light, air so hot it became a presence, a sky so blue it’s incandescent. In that bright, ...
Read More → Welcome to The Soul of the Earth
I love to look deeply into the great beauties and intricacies of our planet, especially her gorgeous wildflowers, and to bring back the news I find there. Join me in my explorations of nature’s exquisite creations, of the deep time of her history, of the ways people are preserving and reclaiming her treasures.
Born in the desert
I was forty-six when I first saw the desert and I’ve never been the same since. The lush, green landscapes I had known all my life peeled away. What was left was spare in all ways. Few plants, few colors, nothing to impede light, air so hot it became a ...
Read More →