by Tim Girvin | Oct 29, 2007 | Diary
Bhutan Journal Ravencall (10.29) Bunthang Why do I love ravens, crows, jays and magpies so much? I don’t know. But I do. Just days before my departure, I’d learned that the national bird of Bhutan is, in fact, the Raven. How could I have missed that? How...
by Tim Girvin | Feb 24, 2009 | Diary
I’ve been out walking; and listening; and looking skyward — up through the trees, into the clear blue sky. And what happened there were three ravens, flying at once, over the top of me. And when the Raven flies, I always stop, quiet in my step, because...
by Tim Girvin | Oct 27, 2010 | Diary
A Raven Story Ravens, the stories that are woven, myth like, their legacy. This is a beautiful story. nothing better, they are. school, too: http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2010/10/26/new-caledonian-crows-teac_n_773984.html Two, plus one, slipping and drifting, black...
by Tim Girvin | Dec 14, 2008 | Diary
Contemplating the tree of my dreams… And this is the ninth in a series, of ten, from http://tim.girvin.com/Entries/index.php. There’s one tree that figures repeatedly in my imagination. It’s the tree in front of my house on Decatur Island, which is...
by Tim Girvin | Jan 15, 2001 | Writings
A Learning On Sunday, January fourteenth, 2001 at 7:12 am, at my home on Decatur Island, sitting alone in a candlelit space, the darkness looming over the water and the misted islands beyond, I received a call from my parents. My brother Matt, the youngest of the...
