Even ladybird shows us the true nature of big sagebrush: it is fire, standing. Look at her flames and coals! Traditionally, big sage was used to start fires, even of wet wood, […]
Harvesting Fire
Let’s Set the Delicious Apocalyptic Dream of Settler Culture to Rest
“Settler Colonialism” is a serious thing. In fact, in North America it is one of the most serious things of all. It should be handled carefully, like the toxic nuclear waste it […]
Reading Lorna Crozier’s Wolves: An Exercise in Cascadian
Here’s a poem from the great Canadian poet, Lorna Crozier, who has spent most of her working career in Cascadia. That refined achievement is about as Cascadian as you can get if […]
Hatchet Job on the Columbia River
Here is Tsagaglalal, or “She Who Watches”, in her natural habitat. Bobcat This is a bunch of folks climbing on the natural habitat of some of her friends. It’s like standing on […]
After the Mountains are Levelled, What Then?
In a land made by water in the mountains … Moses Coulee … we’ve managed to straighten it out… Pasco … and flatten it out. Pasco The poles of power, representing human […]
Images of a Dramatic Science at Work and Play in Cascadia
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 […]
Getting Grounded in the Okanagan
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 […]
Getting Our Land Back 10: The Deep Poetic Ecology of Cascadia
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 […]
Growing Up in Cascadia
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 […]
A Little Stroll Through Pacific Northwest History
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 […]
