Zoë Dearborn 8/27/17 Zoë Dearborn 8/27/17

Creatures Night and Day

There is something to be said for peeing under the stars. Where the crickets can see you. I can hear them now with their staccato siren call. A surround sound symphony easing me into night.

Zoë Dearborn 6/18/17 Zoë Dearborn 6/18/17

Backwards Night Dreaming of Camp, Illustrated

Zoë Dearborn 11/17/12 Zoë Dearborn 11/17/12

Backwards Night Dreaming About Camp

How beautifully simple life was when we camped here. Not that it was easy, but it was a special and peaceful time. I realize how lucky I was to have lived in nature while I was pregnant--ocean, mountains, desert, and also: dessert.

Zoë Dearborn 10/17/12 Zoë Dearborn 10/17/12

Three Days: A Poem in Three Parts, Part Three

The valley welcomes a new calm.

Outside, the air lets the sun shine through.

The wind is a welcome friend.

But, what happened to all the caterpillars?

Zoë Dearborn 10/15/12 Zoë Dearborn 10/15/12

Three Days: A Poem in Three Parts, Part One

Sneaking out of the house,
before little eyes see me.
I walk up the mountain,
which I have come to realize
is really a hill,
and along the way I counted
128 caterpillars.

Zoë Dearborn 9/28/12 Zoë Dearborn 9/28/12

Some Creatures

Sometimes it’s the creatures that make the stories.

Zoë Dearborn 9/23/12 Zoë Dearborn 9/23/12

The Slow Making of a Dream: El Campo Elias Calles, Part Two

Having been a city girl my whole life, it was a real shift for me to live in nature.

Zoë Dearborn 9/20/12 Zoë Dearborn 9/20/12

Summer

Every night we are visited by hundreds or possibly thousands of: moths of all sizes, dragonflies, no-see-em’s (bobos), flies, mosquitos, tiny flying beetles, giant flying beetles, spiders, cockroaches, scorpions, and countless other bugs that I don’t know the names of.

Zoë Dearborn 9/8/12 Zoë Dearborn 9/8/12

Before/After

Photo Essay.

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