Ailsa Ross
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Ailsa Ross
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Author by a frozen lake
Hovel, a novel, out with Strange Light / Penguin Random House March 2026
Holy Fools substack
Ailsaross.com
The Bear Man of Kamchatka (2006), about Charlie and Maureen Enn’s work caring for orphaned grizzly bears in Far East Russia, is a film I could not recommend more.
January 7, 2026 at 6:15 PM
There is a scholar’s apartment at the Icelandic Folk and Outsider Art Museum that is available to artists, researchers and other guests. It’s available year round.
January 6, 2026 at 12:01 PM
Sometimes it is good to remember:

"Such joy is yours o my people to sense see ear scent drink everything everything everything taratatatatata”

from The Art of Noises (1913) -- Luigi Russolo
January 5, 2026 at 4:30 PM
Do you have the flu? have you tried these cures?
January 5, 2026 at 2:36 PM
I recommend making a cyanometre like the one designed by the 18th-century meteorologist Horace-Bénédict de Saussure.
January 4, 2026 at 6:45 PM
Did a Substack before I contracted flu. Now help me understand Bluesky?
January 4, 2026 at 3:15 PM
The naturalist and bear whisperer Charlie Russell said of animal tracks:

“Tracks are amazing. It’s so wonderful when there’s a fresh skiff of snow and you can see tracks. They show the animal’s history, his biography, at least for a few miles..."

I’ve written about him in my latest Substack post.
January 3, 2026 at 1:30 PM
I’ve started a Substack about hermits and artists and adventurers.

It is about complex people who are sometimes railing against their loneliness, who are sometimes in love with their solitude.

It's called Holy Fools.

Maybe it could have a better name?
January 3, 2026 at 10:30 AM
Defile the plots of envy
We're not worthless worms

I love these two lines, attributed to the Cynics of ancient Greece, and to Jetsunma Tenzin Palmo – a woman who’s lived in a mountain cave for twelve years.
January 2, 2026 at 5:45 PM
In winter I miss lettuce; in summer I miss the stars.

On balance, it is lettuce I miss more.
January 2, 2026 at 3:30 PM
Trying and absolutely failing to understand some of the notes my past self made to my future self in my notebook. As in: journey to a hut where the knee of a drunken Finn was awaiting one's small, warmed buttocks
May 12, 2025 at 5:43 PM
Pickling dandelion buds is not so easy. They want to blossom into flowers so fast.
May 6, 2025 at 9:26 PM
April 27, 2025 at 2:36 PM
Reposted by Ailsa Ross
Would you like to follow more nature writers or read some nature writing over Easter? You'll find 209 folk to follow on the starter packs & loads of content on #naturewriting feed - just use the hashtag & your posts will be added too. Pls repost 🙏

SP1: go.bsky.app/NXoPc6D#
SP2: go.bsky.app/7opWxNV
April 19, 2025 at 4:34 PM
Yesterday the lake where I live unfroze
April 25, 2025 at 4:53 PM
We are going out at dusk
February 26, 2025 at 2:25 PM
I think I took these pictures about two weeks ago. This was a nice day.
December 5, 2024 at 5:11 PM
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December 2, 2024 at 6:33 PM
Three words
November 29, 2024 at 5:35 PM
I read they've got scent glands on the backs of their knees
November 29, 2024 at 5:07 PM