The last time we were together, I spoke as a land of grass and rocks, enslaved to inter-human relations west of the Rocky Mountains. There’s a story out this way, that people […]
27. Manipulating the French in the Northwest
26. Enslaving the Land
Now that this story has walked a ways into life in the grassland, as opposed to life in a Euroamerican context… Converted to Apartments for Seniors and a Thai Restaurant …and now […]
25. Pandosy: How the Horseman of the Apocalypse Decided History on His Stomach
So, let’s play the history of the Pacific Northwest again. When Pandosy rode into Waillatpu late in 1847, he had just crossed the plains from Saint Louis. It was a great adventure: […]
24. A Caution from The Two Cayuse Sisters
So, let’s take a step back and see what we missed by being fully “modern” people looking at the Columbia River. Here we are… …looking south through Wallula Gap, pretty much as […]
23. Pandosy and the People of the Grass
The last few days, I have been trying to demonstrate what colonial history might have looked like when Indigenous law still ruled the Pacific Northwest. People have been here for something like […]
21. Father Pandosy, Slave-in-the-Making and White Poster Boy
On November 5, 1847, a year after the end of the Mexican-American War, a young Oblate Catholic acolyte, Charles Pandosy, stepped into this story of water at Fort Nez Perce, at the […]
Garter Snake Takes a Shortcut
Why go around? The water’s fine. Indeed.
Technology Isn’t Always the Answer
Here’s a plow rigged up with a three point hitch at Nespelem on the Colville Indian Administration lands. It’s a good lesson to contemplate, while I continue on my own walkabout.
The Crooked Path to the Water
I’m off gathering for a spell. While I’m gone, here’s an image from the McNary National Wildlife Preserve (in the U.S. land claim), taken at a distance so the shotgun shell casings […]
A Young Black Widow and Her Beau
Dancing in the sun. Among the lettuce seeds caught on their way to the stars. A slow dance. Tra-la-la. In three dimensions, yet. That all took an hour. When the sun went […]
Okanagan Okanogan 