Writing

The elemental descriptions of our cosmos that we lived with for tens of thousands of years still hold true in
By Steven Martyn I’ve come to have a good nose for sniffing out ‘the hidden goods’ of our past amongst
By Steven Martyn Our whole lives we are guided away from the mystery and the magic. Driven away, like sheep
As we step through the gate that is the fall equinox (sept 21) it seems here at the farm this
Last year, for the first time in thirty years or so, I set up a new sugaring pan in a
I was working with that grand old master Mullein on this misty morning. It wasn’t hot and sunny enough to
Every year, at this time of year I feel we are aligned with the beginning and the end of time.
We’re just coming up on February and it’s been a long cold winter already. Since I finished the shell on
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We’re in the midst of building a timber frame and she’s a lovely thing to watch come together. Mark, a
By Steven Martyn It’s a curious thing that two of the primary healing plants for Lyme disease, Japanese Knotweed and
By Steven Martyn All my plant relations are jumping back up now. Every spring I’m brought to tears of gratefulness