Last week, I admitted I was having trouble with my nature journaling project. This week, I think I have some insight as to why. I've been letting unrecognized expectations get in my way. One reason I enjoy nature journaling is the discoveries. I've always loved to learn, but there is an extra thrill to discovering... Continue Reading →
Why We Need The Old Bloody Fairy Tales
Fairy tales don't tell children dragons exist. They already know that. Fairy tales tell children dragons can be killed. ~ G. K. Chesterton For me, this is the fundamental purpose of fairy tales. I'm talking about old fairy tales, here, like Ashputtle, the Grimm Brothers' version of Cinderella, where the step-sisters carve up their feet... Continue Reading →
