Swim in the molten snow. Come up into the sky. Spend your day in the sun. Gardom Lake We are turtle!
Life On Turtle Island
Becoming the Garden
There’s music, mathematics, and this: Three things that are one, yet are culturally separate. It is left for poets, I suppose, to bring them together in temporary assemblages, but that seems to […]
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 […]
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 […]
Fighting a Losing Battle with the Wind in Cascadia
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 […]
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 […]
Beauty and the Beast Au Naturale
Trees viewed through air. Trees viewed through water. It is your eye, and your mind, that sees both, not the world. Of course, we have binary vision, which means we see […]
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 […]
Okanagan Okanogan 