Let the canyon wren be our guide. Road rubble thrown into the Snake River is just road rubble. Photo by Harold Rhenisch It’s just hard to climb over. If you really want […]
Heads, Headlands, Headings and Memory
The Watcher and the Watched
What you see sees you. This makes no sense if seeing is identified as an personal act, but if sight is present, like light, then both the seer and the seen are […]
Know Your Place
If you were to walk up this draw in the Similkameen, you would meet a few of the Earth’s faces at the toes of these interlocked ridges, pass by them in story, […]
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, […]
Towards a New Cartography 4: Mapping Energy and Temporal Systems on a Visual Poetry Model
I was reading The Economist, when I chanced upon a review of Chigozie Obioma’s novel An Orchestra of Minorities, a love story (gone wrong) about a chicken farmer in Nigeria. The review was accompanied by this […]
Meet My Trail Cutting Team
Good listeners, and conversationalists, too. Any place worth going to is in their footsteps. Thanks, ladies.
The Land Speaks and We Listen
When the land presses energy out, it makes a trail. Water can follow that trail, or that trail can be picked up by shrubs and lifted to the air, as in 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 […]
Ripeness
It’s not something to eat. It is a way. I’m following it for a bit. If I lose a few words for a few days for the next few weeks, talk to […]
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