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Originally posted on Playing with Wild Plant Friends:
Hit snooze on the coyote alarm at 4am, still halfway in a dream where I didn’t get any sushi at the company picnic because I was busy cooking corn for everyone (and funny that one of the things I plan to do today is cook lots of corn). I listened to the joyous wild song and then rolled over and went back to bed. When I wandered into the chaparral a while later with my coffee I saw why the tarantula crossed the road; tarantula hawks the size of hummingbirds are everywhere with their iridescent blue/black wings. One walked along the sand and when she got to my foot she flew away. I think of all the things I have learned and done this month, dying wool with tea (Thelesperma megapotamicum), helping make Yucca baskets, making a cradleboard from desert willow (Chilopsis linearis) and Gooding’s willow (Salix gooddingii). Returning from…
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