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Continue reading →: Sycamore
Week 38 of the PBP. There’s just something about the scaly, leopardy bark of the sycamore that I’ve always found irresistible. When I visited Portugal in 2011, one of the most memorable experiences of the trip was sitting beneath the giant spreading branches of a sycamore in the courtyard of…
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Continue reading →: Rose
Week 37 of the PBP. Welp, I’m caught up through August! I feel like I actually may be able to make it all the way to Z. I’ve definitely entered the space of “good enough” with regards to this project. I’m trying to cut myself a little slack due to…
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Continue reading →: Raspberry
Week 36 of the PBP. I love, love, love this plant! It’s one of the most gregarious of the hedge-dwellers, and provides bounty for all who would dare to dance through its thorns. Raspberries make the August heat bearable, a reward for the long hot days. Raspberry was the first…
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Continue reading →: Quercus (oak)
Week 35 of the PBP. The oak as door. That is probably the most powerful association this tree holds for me. The lightning’s path between cloud and soil. There is so much lore from so many cultures about the oak. It’s clear that this tree has fired the imaginations of…
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Continue reading →: Qwert (apple)
Week 34 of the PBP. Here’s another blatant use of ogham to fill in the lack of “Q” plants in this region! My favorite tree growing up was an apple. It was a great climbing tree. I would sit up in its forked trunk for hours, looking at the azure…







