On the principle that a science that creates linkages based on the replicable observation of an individual observer (a fine principle)… Spillyay at Work, Columbia Gorge … leads to individual observers and […]
I rather hope for writing and science that appears like this broken cliff at the southern end of Venables Valley Road in the Thompson. There is narrative here, and multi-dimensional placement in […]
Huckleberries are nature. The old benches at Bridgeport, their sage, orchards, cheatgrass and windbreaks, are all nature, as is the controlled Columbia River. The abandoned orchard in Grand Coulee below, and its […]
Look at the insect footprints surrounding this wasp, which is making some of its own, then notice how many there are in all. Some from wasps. Some from others who need mud. […]
Here’s a cherry orchard just south of The Dalles, at the western terminus of the Oregon Trail, looking west to the Mount Hood Volcano. The rounded crests of these glacial flood hills […]
The mountain is not passive. Only finished products are passive. Only “naming” to make an action into a noun creates objects. That is the point of naming. The mountain, however, is an […]
I live in Cascadia. Looking into the Core of the Earth, Norris Geysir Basin, Yellowstone, Cascadia (Home Sweet Home) Here’s what one of Canada’s universities in our space has to say about […]
Here’s the park. Why it is called a “park” is because it belongs to the Queen in the name of the people. That’s a little arrogant. This last tiny remnant of a […]
Trees viewed through air. Trees viewed through water. It is your eye, and your mind, that sees both, not the world. Of course, we have binary vision, which means we see […]
Here we are in Dry Falls. A few things to note. First, the road. That must be the Cariboo Trail of 1858, not the main one that ran up Moses Coulee to […]
