A remembrance of an edgeland hound, and some reflections on dogs, humans, and paths of escape from the long Anthropocene, in this week's Field Notes: fieldnotes.christopherbrown.com/p/the-ecolog...
Love this, thank you. I think of our hound as, not a psychopomp, but whatever the Greek would be for ferrying the wild to us and us to the wild. What happens in those encounters is unpredictable of course.
slantly, here is a bit of that (no obligation to read!) contrarymagazine.com/2021/outis-o...
