“The three weapons to use against axe cuts are: (a) sense enough not to get cut, (b) a good working knowledge of how to apply a tourniquet, if the worst occurs, and (c) a philosophical attitude.” Common SenseCountry LifeChopping WoodCountry WisdomThe WoodsThe Woodcutter Book:We Took to the Woods Source: We Took to the Woods
“Aside from forest fire, there's nothing to be afraid of in the woods, except yourself. If you've got sense, you can keep out of trouble. If you haven't got sense, you'll get into trouble, here or anywhere else.” Common SenseCountry LifeForest FireThe Woods Book:We Took to the Woods Source: We Took to the Woods
“Each October I walk into the woods looking for bones: rabbit skulls, a grackle spine, the pelvis of a deer with the blood bleached out. What died in the lush of roses and mint shines out from the tangle of twigs that bind it to the place of its last leaping. The living lack that kind of clarity. In late April, when the water spreads out and out till everything is lilies and seepage, there is only the mystery of tracks, a rustle receding in the many reeds. And so the bones accumulate across my windowsill: the flightless wings and exaggerated grins, the silent unmoving reminders of where the glories of April lead.” DeathBloodWoodsBonesMortalityRabbitsAprilOctoberForestDeerRabbitPelvisThe WoodsGrackleNemophilist Book:Where the Glories of April Lead Source: Where the Glories of April Lead