It’s not just that winter is coming. Its first breath is as much winter as its depths. We remember ourselves in it. We rise up out of the grass.
It’s not just that winter is coming. Its first breath is as much winter as its depths. We remember ourselves in it. We rise up out of the grass.
As the eclipse ended tonight, I saw the evening skies over the open Pacific off of Vancouver Island, way up there. What a beautiful storm!
The great plume draws the seas down out of the skies.
Clouds join the poles… not of positive and negative electron charges, but of light and dark hills, created by clouds. In these grassland valleys, wind is the electrical charge. Notice: no wires. […]
A sail is a solar-powered device, which inserts itself within the intersections of solar, aquatic and atmospheric energy, all of which ultimately formed either by the sun or by the forces of gravitational […]
The image below shows a water strider. It uses the intermolecular bonds of water to hold itself up. If you look closely you can see the water bend beneath it, as if […]
The earth is warming, globally. There are many factors for this warming, including carbon emissions, methane emissions and urbanization (which changes light absorption patterns), among others, likely even including long-term non-human cycles, but […]
Look at the earthquake lifted into the sky. Plus a couple hunks of mid-oceanic volcanic islands, a lump of an underwater sea monster out of kwakwaka’wakw ancestral time, and a heron hunkering […]
Note the grove of firs in the background here, between the Sinlahekin and Okanogan valleys (well, stories) of Washington. If you walk one way, they are the bristly children a toad is carrying […]