The Salish Sea
Not Without A Second Look
Robert Bringhurst – Language, Myth and Poetry
I find that Robert Bringhurst brings to the world a unique perspective of humans and their role in nature. He argues the idea that humans are merely part of nature and the idea that we are here to rule nature and to separate it from our lives will not only remove us from reality but …
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Northwesterlies – Doublebluff – Whidbey Island
A Sense of Place
Northwest Oystering – On The Salish Sea
These photographs are of the Taylor Shellfish Oyster operation in Bow, WA and surrounding area just a few miles south of Bellingham on Chuckanut Drive.- rlw
Morning Solitude
Blue
Island Reeds
March Life & Death
Kenneth Rexroth on Morris Graves – 1955
It is rare that a towering intellect will let an artist have the last words on the judgement of his own work and worth. But Rexroth has done just that here in this 1955 piece. This essay is a wide-ranging contemplation of Graves when he was in his prime. Rexroth was in his prime as …
Whidbey Island – 1854
Plate 68: Mount Rainier and Whidbey Island. Engraving by John M. Stanley, 1854. (Click to enlarge). From: University of Washington Library Archives #NA4173. Note: We'll go with the spelling of Whidbey.
Northwest Polytheism
The power of myth, its reality, resides precisely in its power to seize and influence psychic life. The Greeks knew this so well, and so they had no depth psychology and psychopathology such as we have. They had myths. And we have no myths as such—instead, depth psychology and psychopathology. Therefore…psychology shows myths in modern …
Behold the Sun
Sensing a Path
If genius is profuse, never ending - stuck in the middle of a work is - the wrong track, Genius is the track seen. Once seen it is impossible to keep from it. The superficial definitions, such as "genius is industry, genius is hard work, etc. " are nonsense. It is to see the track, …
Native Grove of Rhododendrons
Along the hiking trail at Greenbank Farms woods in central Whidbey Island.
A Winter’s Day
Straight of Juan de Fuca
Back To The Emerald City
The Sea, The Sea
The Sea, The Sea Routine till its not. Sun and wind and blue moving at their own pace yet quickening to work together to follow their natures with pushes and pulls and the wind works the sea and the sea works the sky and the sky works the wind.And we,observers.Yet if we are in the way, in …
Lives All At Once – Whidbey Island
Seattle Spaces
Poem – Now It Is
Now It Is motions today are real, and yet they house potentialities that are full. They are not present and yet the scent of them is. it is the mystery of their unfolding that draws me in.
Gary Snyder – Thoreau Prize
Hanging Out On The Saratoga Passage
Its sort of boring here, good boring. Earthquakes north at Queen Charlotte Islands and the hurricane back east. Its raining and fifty here. So much to do. Its Sunday and we have a full house, isn't it wonderful?
The Fog Moved In This Morning
We have had nearly sixty days of dry conditons, so the fog this morning was welcome.
Poem – Living Beings – Near a Western Red Cedar
we are the same as those who came before. yet our distance from our kind is great. do we not see that we the living, all of the living, are a clan? each with natures unique but living and this simple fact: our being. existence is a bond so great in this vast universe of …
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San Juan Islands in Winter
This is a series of photographs taken in the winter of 2012. The San Juan Islands rest between Seattle and Vancouver, BC in the Salish Sea. The Salish Sea is part of a body of water that extends the inland sea of the Pacific from Olympia, Washington to Haines, Alaska.
Rising and Falling at Once
Zen point offered a wonderful display last evening. Kathryn is tracking the seasons and found this convergence today - the sun setting and moon rising at the same time. It makes you think of possibilities. The third photo shows a visitor who was going to the sun. The final shot is back at home down …