250 years old seems a good minimum, and then five years to lose all the needles. Then a Douglas fir is ready for a second life. Where else is a young eagle […]
Old Trees Must Die
Cascadia: From Fish to Lumber to Tourism to …
We are on a path of social evolution. The salmon are gone, and the oysters were long go poisoned by the plutonium plants on the Columbia. The great lumber industry that followed […]
Terracide
If you lock all your people into cars, roads, schools, restaurants, stores and jobs, you can get away with murder. What I mean is, you can have all your people working together […]
Aster: Queen of Many Worlds
Asters love the woodland and asters love the shore. Here’s some in the pine grass. What asters really love at this time of year is a bit of shade. Long after the […]
Beaver Feeding Bears
Now, isn’t She a great planet! The beaver fells the tree, builds a dam and brings fish and ducks out of, really, the air. And, years later, the stump grows a bearberry […]
Waiting for the Fire in Lake Country
So, here’s the deer, porcupine, snake and coyote trail going up the hill. The bear likes to stay down in the gully to the left. That’s a siya? bush, fruitful with berries […]
When Trees are Weeds: Truth and Reconciliation from the Ground Up
Yesterday I started a meditation on classicism, and how the cultures within Canada have some choices, given German experience with the power, failure and abuse of classical models as a means of […]
A New National Park Reserve for the Okanagan Similkameen?
Here’s my grandfather Bruno Leipe, c. 1963, looking down from above Cawston Creek over the middle Similkameen Valley. This area is part of a proposed National Park Reserve, in partnership with the […]
A Walk in the Fog
Boundaries show the limits of consciousness. When they are foggy, magic happens. Look how this grove inhabits the fuzzy boundary of the fog. It holds to itself and yet extends, not only […]
Grass and Poetry in Cascadia
The grass is a cultural being. So are cat tails and so is poetry. Talk about a rhyme scheme, eh! First, the grass. Not only does it have its own culture, but […]
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