The Land

Donna Haraway argues, inspired by Ursula le Guin[1], that the kind of stories we need telling in these times are not those of the Antropos. Not those of the capitalized Human in History and all the weaponized tools such a Human might carry, but those of the netbag, the basket, or any other concave shape. Such a netbag, or even a pair of cupped hands enables carrying things along, and receiving and giving away. Such exchange suggests ongoing stories of becoming with-; a collective making and unmaking of the world with ‘companion species’ as ‘kin’ (Haraway, 2003 ;[2]. These stories acknowledge messy, earthbound, multispecies entanglements, rather than man-making tales of the single hero.
Whether it is replacing the runners of a qamutiq, collecting fish samples, or camping out next to a Weir. These events provide and require knowledge that cannot be disconnected from its connection to the land.
Go outside, and touch some dirt.
Take a walk