9-bark in Riparian (Physocarpus capitatus), last year's seeds,
A week on the Metolius River, Central Cascades [ click photo for next . . . ]
On the road in the American Northwest.
I spark the gas
I remember that I've forgotten
about our long journey
from the deep cold of night
into the warming fires of the day.
Better, not to forget
I shall not forget this tree of life
that gives leaf to my ideas,
to my night
has no place
on this tree.
(iii) We shape the world and the world shapes us.
Some problems we choose, others choose us. Either way,
the problem of problems is that they form the vital, living
center of one's life. See the majesty of the solitary Doug-fir,
the depth of its roots as yet unsounded, the circumference
of its spirit still unmeasured, still unknown.
Muir (Crater) Lake,
Eagle Cap Wilderness
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