After my 26 hour ER/hospital shift, that included 4 medevacs and an ACLS patient, I took a nap and awoke to go blueberry picking on the tundra. The sun was shining, there was a light breeze to caress my hair and make the tundra dance. The sky was sapphire blue and every time I moved to pick berries, the sweet smell of the tundra evergreens swirled around. I think picking blueberries on the tundra is one of the most relaxing, meditative experiences ever, and so therapeutic and delicious after a long call shift!
Gathering freely from nature is so awesome. I almost felt like I was trespassing, or needed to ask permission from someone, because so much is “owned” in the lower 48. But up here the land belongs to the people, usually the native corporations are the stewards of it. There was an amazing struggle for the native people to claim back their land that the government was taking because “It wasn’t being used.” The people had to fight and explain that it is being used…for sustainable hunting and gathering and subsistence living. Just because it wasn’t being tamed and tilled and seized for minerals and oil, or bought or sold or owned, doesn’t mean it wasn’t being used. It’s a beautiful idea to just get to go and live simply and take what you need and will use, but not excessively.
Fireweed. There is a local saying that once the fireweed blossoms reach the top of the stem, there are six weeks left till winter! Here we go…button it down! Autumn comes and goes so quickly!
Flowers at the top!