Touching Everything

May 18, 2018 | Posted by in Uncategorized | Comments Off on Touching Everything

Quite early this morning, before the city awakes to its busyness, I begin wandering about outside and start touching things. I am compelled by a strange urge to explore beyond static labels and each object I touch comes alive, communicating all the avenues and labors through which it came to be.  I trace the edgesRead more …

Chimney Rock

May 11, 2018 | Posted by in Uncategorized | Comments Off on Chimney Rock

The trail to Chimney Rock winds through a dry canyon toward a basalt outcrop overlooking the Crooked River. The ‘chimney’ is an eroded bit of a larger basalt formation, part of a number of successive volcanic flows dating back as far as 15.7 million years ago. The rock landmark sports a flat crewcut capping aRead more …

Beautiful Toilet Paper

May 9, 2018 | Posted by in Uncategorized | Comments Off on Beautiful Toilet Paper

It is funny how my mind peers through the filter of my assumptions. Like that toilet paper strewn about on an undeveloped parcel of land near my home. You would think people would be more respectful of this soon-to-be-developed area. Perhaps it is already seen as a lost cause rather than nature’s last gasp beforeRead more …

Spontaneous Delight

Apr 25, 2018 | Posted by in Uncategorized | Comments Off on Spontaneous Delight

The Painted Hills unit of Fossil Beds National Monument seems to be an anomaly in an otherwise grey/black terrain. Dark basalt flows give way to bright horizontal bands of alternating red and ochre clays appearing as ribbons of color on rounded undulating hills draping the landscape like reclining naked female forms. Towering over these hillsRead more …

Mountains

Apr 11, 2018 | Posted by in Uncategorized | Comments Off on Mountains

This morning, three volcanic mountain peaks are adorned with white shrouds of winter snow tinged pink with the fire of alpenglow. They are clustered together like alpine siblings floating upon a cushion of low clouds hugging the foothills. I hear them whisper amongst themselves, occasionally snickering, and I imagine their conversations turn toward the sillyRead more …