Let’s Keep it Wild- Lookout Mountain in the Ochocos
Sometimes I don’t reveal favorite places, nor do you. We want to keep them secret within our…
Sometimes I don’t reveal favorite places, nor do you. We want to keep them secret within our…
“One tree, by being deeply wounded,Has been impressed as Witness Tree”— Excerpt from poem “Beech” in A…
Last day of April. Last chance to write a second blog of the month. On a morning…
The snow drifts, rises, falls, settles, swirls, and becomes one peninsula of birds on Summer Lake Wildlife…
“All was a-shake and a-shiver—glints and gleams and sparkles, rustle and swirl, chatter and bubble. The Mole…
“Grow a forest. Protect it from axes that hack. Then the Lorax and all of his friends…
Grow slowly. Heed the wisdom of long-lived trees. Heed the scientists who study the ancient trees and…
My October journal brims with sleepless anxiety that mingles with the word “vote” in a myriad of…
Here in Bend, Oregon, we’re safe so far from the wildfires, but the smoke is thick and…
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