Wild Things


I force myself to watch without judgment, philosophy soon falls away, the meaning of the animal quashed by the actual animal, moving, through the same world as me.

“I say it’s the animals I’m drawn toward, but these sightings usually bring me closer to humans…”

“…proximity to wild things makes me feel feral—incautious and frisky and willing to gamble on what I cannot prove. And proximity to wild things makes me feel tame—glad I don’t have to hunt for every meal, eager to hunker next to a fire on a cold night.

Dirt Work: An Education in the Woods by Christine Byl

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