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 […]
The art of turning the land into food factories.
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 […]
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 […]
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: […]
Here’s a question we can ask: If Chief Peopeomoxmox of Waillatpu, “The Village of Wild Rye Grass,” had installed the new Catholic arrivals of November 6, 1847 on his side of the […]
This is the fourth in a series of notes on the practice of transferring human slavery to land slavery. This one is a compound method that includes a fair bit of human […]
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.
Last December, it got cold. See that? That’s 30 Below at the airport, so 29 Below up here in the sunbelt. The was on the 29th. I figured I wouldn’t have any […]
This history began with a debt, that is mine to repay. It is the dept of a pish, a fish, and not just any pish but a chikamin pish, a bright silver […]
Let’s backtrack a bit, to see what might have brought a man to try to change orcharding culture in the Similkameen Valley, and in the process anger half the people and become […]
After a meditation on what the benchlands of the mid-Similkameen produces on its own at The Place of Yellow Flowers… it’s time to return to the orchards that are there now. In […]