This is the forest. This is the way the forests were 200 years ago. Welcome to the Savannas of the Marble Mountain Eskers.
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 […]
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 […]
I have been discussing what it might look like to leave Settler culture’s uses of land and person. Today, the price of this excursion. First, the background: Becoming the Flow The Local […]
Forget the trees, those weeds. Ridge after ridge, the buckled land is lit with a shimmering green flame.
What do you think? Chance? Design? Or something to do with how marmots fit together in small spaces, in balanced proportions, the winter through, transferred into the “memory” left by two(?) bodies […]
It’s a beautiful book. Designed, by the looks of it, to be sold as a gift shop memento, Victorian perhaps. Note the trompe d’oeil of the bug on the cover, which takes […]
Climate change, eh. Here at McLaughlin’s Canyon on the Old Trail to the North, the water that undercut the canyon wall is long gone, as is the fire that took the firs […]
The land has a spirit. You can find it in a dead ponderosa pine. You can find it in a living stone. In the long life record of pine bark and pitch. […]