The art of turning the land into food factories.
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 […]
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 […]
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 […]
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 […]
A syilx friend has pointed out that every plant grows in relationship with another, and these relationships lead to antidotes and other companion uses. So, rock, brittle prickly pear, and desert parsley […]
Out in the wetland… …the Thule reeds teach the way. One just has to watch them over time. If one slows down to a span of three or four years, one can […]
What we do to grape vines. What they want. Got that? Thoreau said, of apples, that what we do to them we do to ourselves. Grapes, too. And art.
I would like to talk about Cascadia, with a particular view to the role of Canada within it. Have a look. Frenchtown, Canada The first 7 titles in this series about leaving […]
In this series of posts I am exploring a path towards unity from the scars and threads of the introduction of history with the energy that flows as the land. This is […]
In this series of posts I am exploring what might be required to set colonialism behind us and create a country for our future children’s children’s children, all of us, human, blackbird, […]
