Celia Talbot Tobin

Family, 2013 / 2018 ⏩. It takes many years to realize that time is just fluid space warped into frenetic shapes, like wind-blown hair, accompanied by smells of fresh cut grass, sounds of a sky holding its breath before a storm, and all the many ways these things make you feel.

Very proud to see this story my twin and I worked on this time last year out in the world, thanks to @theintercept and @theiwmf . . Folks, stories about the environment are difficult. Stories about trash are difficult. Many of us would rather not to read them and become quickly exhausted by them. The dystopian world of Wall-E, along with any other number of terrifying climapocalypse visions, sometimes feels like a mere stone’s throw down the path of the future. But we can alter that if corporations and governments, especially those with money and power, get 👏their👏priorities👏in👏line and reconsider what it means To Profit. And that won’t happen without loud and angry pressure from everyday humans. Be very loud. Please go read @ameliarates ’ piece, (link in bio), I’m proud of my friend and fellow muppet. And thanks to @azambelich for the lovely, carefully considered edit, as always.

forever working to channel the delight, surprise and tranq of this day, a year ago. ✨ naively insulated, before a lot of things in this new world.

too busy huffing dandelions and harvesting ramps and marveling at bird song and the color green to feel remotely nostalgic for winter. but i’m impressed at how well we survived it. It’s long up here. but we did so heartily.

finally giving attention to some archived gems from the past year. including the magic oak that i am convinced I sat beneath in another lifetime. my hot takeaway is that trying to frantically film an endangered species through binocular lenses creates incredibly annoying and ineffective vid. Grade D+. But, desperate times… every day is earth day. but do something extra nice today. 🌏💙 joshua tree 5.2025

it must be one of the more universally felt truths that the desert is a special portal into otherworldly ~magick~. it’s old news to anyone who choses to live there. even for annual visitors who are otherwise water selkies like myself, it’s hard to deny. i’ve yet to find a more surreal sublime than finding a swimable pool in the middle of dusty saguaros. tucson 2025/2026

• ~ temporal shift ~ •

small bites from a thing i’ve been exploring

Follensby Pond : Human Edition! There are a handful of wonderful, whip-smart people who were and are a part of this story, all of whom were insanely generous with me. And as sometimes sadly happens, most of them did make the final published photo edit. ….. Deep in the heart of the Adirondacks lies Follensby Pond, a shimmering expanse of cold, deep water surrounded by 14,600 acres of interlinked forest, streams, wetlands and rare silver maple floodplains that has remained relatively untouched for more than 100 years. Situated in Haudenosaunee and Abenaki homelands, Follensby — which is actually a lake the size of Central Park — was the site of Ralph Waldo Emerson’s ‘Philosophers’ Camp’ in 1858, which popularized a spiritual connection to nature and wilderness preservation philosophy (which was basically an entirely new concept to white ppl 🙄). In 2024, The Nature Conservancy — which purchased the land from a private owner in 2008 — sold two conservation easements to the state of New York, opening a small part of the parcel to recreation and designating the rest of it as a freshwater research preserve with managed public access for the first time. The easement is also the first in New York history to provide for exclusively Indigenous access to the land for the harvesting of plants and certain tree species, but also seeking to incorporate Indigenous knowledge into the scientific understanding of the preserve. This story for @nature_org was a year-long, multi-trip endeavor. And being asked to spend so much of it simply wandering forests and waterways, photographing whatever I noticed, however small — whatever felt like the right mood, right light, the right leaf, the right ripple — was a true dream. Because that’s all I want to do, ever. Hire me for more of this, please and please.

Different batch of favorites, same info as previous post because I’m lazy and yet context matters. ….. Deep in the heart of the Adirondacks lies Follensby Pond, a shimmering expanse of cold, deep water surrounded by 14,600 acres of interlinked forest, streams, wetlands and rare silver maple floodplains that has remained relatively untouched for more than 100 years. Situated in Haudenosaunee and Abenaki homelands, Follensby — which is actually a lake the size of Central Park — was the site of Ralph Waldo Emerson’s ‘Philosophers’ Camp’ in 1858, which popularized a spiritual connection to nature and wilderness preservation philosophy (which was basically an entirely new concept to white ppl 🙄). In 2024, The Nature Conservancy — which purchased the land from a private owner in 2008 — sold two conservation easements to the state of New York, opening a small part of the parcel to recreation and designating the rest of it as a freshwater research preserve with managed public access for the first time. The easement is also the first in New York history to provide for exclusively Indigenous access to the land for the harvesting of plants and certain tree species, but also seeking to incorporate Indigenous knowledge into the scientific understanding of the preserve. This story for @nature_org was a year-long, multi-trip endeavor. And being asked to spend so much of it simply wandering forests and waterways, photographing whatever I noticed, however small — whatever felt like the right mood, right light, the right leaf, the right ripple — was a true dream. Because that’s all I want to do, ever. Hire me for more of this, please and please. {tho I will politely abstain from any more helicopter rides that empty my stomach several times, thx!}

Deep in the heart of the Adirondacks lies Follensby Pond, a shimmering expanse of cold, deep water surrounded by 14,600 acres of interlinked forest, streams, wetlands and rare silver maple floodplains that has remained relatively untouched for more than 100 years. Situated in Haudenosaunee and Abenaki homelands, Follensby — which is actually a lake the size of Central Park — was the site of Ralph Waldo Emerson’s ‘Philosophers’ Camp’ in 1858, which popularized a spiritual connection to nature and wilderness preservation philosophy (which was basically an entirely new concept to white ppl 🙄). In 2024, The Nature Conservancy — which purchased the land from a private owner in 2008 — sold two conservation easements to the state of New York, opening a small part of the parcel to recreation and designating the rest of it as a freshwater research preserve with managed public access for the first time. The easement is also the first in New York history to provide for exclusively Indigenous access to the land for the harvesting of plants and certain tree species, but also seeking to incorporate Indigenous knowledge into the scientific understanding of the preserve. This story for @nature_org was a year-long, multi-trip endeavor. And being asked to spend so much of it simply wandering forests and waterways, photographing whatever I noticed, however small — whatever felt like the right mood, right light, the right leaf, the right ripple — was a true dream. Because that’s all I want to do, ever. Hire me for more of this, please and please. {tho I will politely abstain from any more helicopter rides that empty my stomach several times, thx} Will share more over the new few days.

currently deep in love with autumn and yet it somehow doesn’t stifle the power of immediate nostalgia for electric summer nights. Dad’s pond in firefly-filled July.