A Syrphid fly visits Pasque Flower on a windy spring afternoon. What can you do, in a seasonal desert, but search for perfection, means of living or dying, not by illness, or natural selection, but the economists algorithm.
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Tundra Swans on Mississippi River pools, near Brownsville, MN. (click to view photo-stitch then click again to view at 100%) A brief visit, chased by freezing winter. Driven by a pursuit of food, open water, and protection. Over 20,000+ Tundra Swans rest in these pools, refuel on tubers, then continue the migration to Chesapeake Bay. … Continue reading Tundra Swans
With only 1/100th of 1% remaining, tallgrass and shortgrass prairies are one of the rarest ecosystems on the planet. Once expansive mosaics of interconnected diversity, these biomes extended through most of our midwestern states. Today prairie remnants are small functionally extinct islands of great biodiversity, surrounded by seas of GMO monoculture, development and invasive species. … Continue reading On frac sand
A walk along the the river bank can reveal terrible truths of our society. Such inundation of consumerism leaves one with few places to escape the cumulative damage. The process is known but hidden, with facts buried in loopholes. Regulatory laws composed by industry lawyers, intended only to silence substantial critique. With each daylight cycle … Continue reading Mighty Mississippi
An enthusiastic burden to the trained lover, I walk along the paths of forgery, complimenting through words but condemning through my eyes. The best intentions of most are circular variations of ones own selfish desires. I nod to the hum of wealthy meaninglessness, for the apathetic occupant holds no merit to my guide. Only the … Continue reading Field notes
Despite the destruction of native forests and meadows, irregardless the plunder of prairies and mountain tops, there is a chance of promise ahead. There may be a glimmer if enough minds make the connection. The relationships between all living things are complex and difficult to see. We must make sure that we see, despite all … Continue reading On Connections
One foggy morning Calhoun started walking. He walked out the door, down the walk, and blindly followed the street by tapping the storm sewers with his cane. The walk became steep, the ground uneven and loose. He walked for about an hour and suddenly stopped. Geology study 130416.01
There used to be a climbing place, where the children from nearby houses would meet. They would make homes in the branches, or great picnics at the trunks base. Such branches were evenly spaced for hide-and-seek, when only the birds seemed to know where a person wasn’t seen. The shade of this place could cool … Continue reading The climbing place
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