What an amazing variety of creatures! I always wonder if I am seeing them-- or if they are allowing themselves to be seen. Can wild things “feel” our human kindness and awe as we move through their world? Are they just as curious and awestruck as we are? I wonder... thank you for your writing Jenna!
In that same chapter, Annie Dillard says, "I find it hard to see anything about a bird that it does not want seen." It does sometimes feel like that, doesn't it? That we are given permission, granted access, to peek into a different world.
In answer to your question, a couple weeks ago I stumbled upon a herd of wild hogs. Though I knew them to be dangerous, I just had to get a good look at them. I snuck silently and carefully and was able to watch them for a few minutes. I saw at least four in the herd, but I suspected there were more. It felt very "right place, right time"
What an amazing variety of creatures! I always wonder if I am seeing them-- or if they are allowing themselves to be seen. Can wild things “feel” our human kindness and awe as we move through their world? Are they just as curious and awestruck as we are? I wonder... thank you for your writing Jenna!
In that same chapter, Annie Dillard says, "I find it hard to see anything about a bird that it does not want seen." It does sometimes feel like that, doesn't it? That we are given permission, granted access, to peek into a different world.
Thanks for this comment, Ann! Lovely thoughts!
In answer to your question, a couple weeks ago I stumbled upon a herd of wild hogs. Though I knew them to be dangerous, I just had to get a good look at them. I snuck silently and carefully and was able to watch them for a few minutes. I saw at least four in the herd, but I suspected there were more. It felt very "right place, right time"
Wow, Garrett! What a cool experience. Thanks for sharing it.
(But I'm glad it was you and not me. Hogs are scary!)