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Deborah J. Brasket, Author

~ Writing on the Edge of the Wild

Deborah J. Brasket, Author

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Touching the Wild

October 15, 2012

“The word wild is like a gray fox trotting off through the forest, ducking behind bushes, going in and out …

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Night Howls

July 31, 2012

Last month around this time when the moon was full, our nights were filled with howling. Almost every night we …

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“Redwood Speech, Watershed Prayers”

July 26, 2012

The following essay by Francis Weller captures so much of what I feel about nature, the natural habitat in which …

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The Wildness of Water

July 17, 2012

Now that the weather has warmed and heated our pool, Dale and I go swimming every afternoon. It’s not just …

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Living on the Edge of the Wild

July 12, 2012

I created this blog to explore what it means to be living on the edge of the wild. We all …

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After sailing around the world in a small boat for six years, I came to appreciate how tiny and insignificant we humans appear in our natural and untamed surroundings, living always on the edge of the wild, into which we are embedded even while being that thing which sets us apart. Now living again on the edge of the wild in a home that borders a nature preserve, I am re-exploring what it means to be human in a more than human world.

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