I think weeds get a bad rap. I’ve never seen native plants pull this off. Beautiful, really. Enough to inspire for an entire year. Even invasive weeds, like knapweed. Maybe it’s not […]
Big Sagebrush is Soooooo Bossy
See the deer trails to the left of the bluff in the middle of the image? Here’s some more, 500 metres to the right. They look like slumping patterns on the hill, […]
Magpie and Porcupine and the Moon in the Grassland
Here’s a lovely correspondence. First, the magpie nest. Well, two nests. Lovely wooden moons in the trees. And then the porcupine in a mountain ash in a dry creaked high on the […]
The Three Bodies of Song Sparrow Singing Away
The whole idea of separating life into a taxonomy of species misses connection. A little water, some sage brush hills, a lone siya? and some Douglas firs peaking over from the Head […]
A Simple Thing We Can All Do to Start Repairing the Earth in 2019
Let’s say you want a device that will quickly catch snow, turn it to water and catch it, without power. Let’s say you don’t have a big roof you can use. Something […]
Slow Glaciers, Cows, Deer, Lichen and Poetry Making a New Hydrology Together
A mysterious rock near the top of the hill. Here’s the hill in the smoke last fall. Looks dry, huh. We’re going up to the top of the bare patch at the […]
The Power of Stone
It is good to state the obvious. Stones are hard. They are solid. This give them force. When enough of them get together, it gives them gravity, and a tension between […]
How Ecology Got Messed Up
This blog is about walking. Sometimes it’s about walking through myself, which is an environment and peering at stuff. A snake den, I suspect. I’m pretty sure (if I correctly remember the […]
Bunchgrass: the Trail-maker and Philosopher
I promised some thoughts on ecology today. I’ll post them tomorrow. To keep the intricacy of environment in mind, here’s a photograph of a clump of bunchgrass. Of the millions I have […]
Deer Spotting: Enormous Fun
Long before you see, you are seen. In fact, “seeing” is to enter the “seen” space. The buck below saw me, long, long before I saw him, but when I saw him […]
