Folklorist friends: The Journal of American Folklore is soliciting short essays (1000-1500 words) for our "Perspectives" section on the theme of "Crisis and Action" in response to the many challenges of our current political moment.

Read the call here: americanfolkloresociety.org/jaf-calls-fo...

Happy to have helped out with this piece in National Geographic.

www.nationalgeographic.com/environment/...

Growing up, my sister told me that gnomes could shapeshift into red capped mushrooms. Given what I later learned about amanita muscaria, I’m pretty sure she was right.

Great to see our canoe work back in the news, 10 years later.

So happy to do some pitching repairs on this 2013 wiigwaasi-jiimaan this past week, and to get her in the water again.

»Lokakuu ei ole joka kuu:
Päivät pienet pilvelliset,
yöt pitkät ja pimeät.
Halla hanhen siiven alla,
talvi joutsenen takana»

“October is not every month:
Days are short, cloudy,
nights long and dark.
Frost under the goose’s wing,
winter behind the swan's back.”

Stálut vuovddis. Trolls in the forest.

Midnight mass of the dead display at the Museum of Legends in Ljungby. You can only view the scene by looking through a keyhole in a large door.

There are many ways to read proverbs, but my favorite way to understand the Sámi proverb "eai heive njuvččat ja gáranasatseaivut ovtta sadjái" ("swans and crows do not land in the same place") is without judgment or hierarchy. It's at its most beautiful and powerful that way.

Heartbroken to have lost both Gare and Antti Länsman in the last few months—two Sámi elders who figured prominently into my dissertation work and (probably more importantly) my own personal life in profound ways.

Student to me: So you’re a student here?

Me: Can you repeat the question? Just a little louder, and also do you mind if I record this?

Always a little painful to not be in the rice bed this time of year…