Fairy slipper orchid (Calypso bulbosa) on Mount Tamalpais, Mill Valley, California by Betsey Crawford
Tall purple fleabane (Erigeron peregrinus) with butterflies in Waterton Lakes National Park in Alberta, Canada by Betsey Crawford
A wild rose, Rosa woodsii, in Coeur d'Alene, Idaho by Betsey Crawford
Douglas-iris-iris-douglasiana-Ring-Mountain-Tiburon-California-by-Betsey-Crawford
fairy-slipper-orchid-calypso-balboa-Mount-Tamalpais-State-Park-Mill-Valley-California-by-Betsey-Crawford
esert-prickly-pear-cactus-opuntia-phaeacantha-Corona-Arch-trail-Moab-Utah-by-Betsey-Crawford.
Pacific-trillium-trillium-ovatum-Baltimore-Canyon-Larkspur-California-by-Betsey-Crawford
Tall Purple Fleabane Erigeron Peregrinus With Butterflies Waterton Lakes National Park Alberta By Betsey Crawford
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woods-rose-rosa-woodsii-Coeur-d-Alene-Idaho-by-Betsey-Crawford

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.

Cactus lingerie

I had never been a fan of cactus. Prickly, tough-skinned, ungainly. Leaves so attenuated they’ve become sharp-tipped spines. Interesting shapes, perhaps. Fascinating as examples of environmental adaptation, thriving from western Canada to Patagonia. But nothing to love. Things have changed. When I first came to the southern California desert and hiked in the spare open spaces, dwelling with sand, rock, ...
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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.

Cactus lingerie

I had never been a fan of cactus. Prickly, tough-skinned, ungainly. Leaves so attenuated they’ve become sharp-tipped spines. Interesting shapes, perhaps. Fascinating as examples of environmental adaptation, thriving from western Canada to Patagonia. But nothing to love. Things have changed. When I first came to the southern California desert and ...
Read More
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