Possibility Without Conclusion

When my husband and I moved here, we wound up on a chestnut orchard that had fallen into neglect. We’d spent about two seconds thinking about chestnuts prior to this landing. That first fall, the nuts fell, and we collected as many as we could, and it got its hooks in us. So we decided to try to learn as much as we could — about chestnuts, the local ecology, climate crisis concerns and proactive adaptations and responses — and do our best by the trees and ecosystem we find ourselves a part of here. I also wrote a lot of poems about ticks. I’m obsessed with their ability to move into and thrive in areas of ecological instability and I am also irrationally freaked out by them. Ew!!! Two long related, ticky pieces are at <a href="https://thediagram.com/22_6/welcker.html" rel="noopener ugc nofollow" target="_blank">DIAGRAM</a> and <a href="https://www.thedestroyermag.com/?section=ellen" rel="noopener ugc nofollow" target="_blank">The Destroyer</a>. (These poems are both called “NEST PAS” because of a No Trespassing sign I found and repurposed.) <a href="https://medium.com/beehive-plan/possibility-without-conclusion-7ee6379034ad">Learn More</a>