Last Light on Hidden Lake, (VIII.11.08) Eagle Cap Wilderness, [ click photo for next . . . ]
one of the largest roadless areas of the Northwest, South Wallowas . . .
On the road in the Northwest of America.
PHOTOGRAPHY AS MANDALA
A ritual circle which brings the far away, the very small,
the ignored or half forgotten, into the magical middle realm
of the eye of the beholder.
A ritual circle which not just displays the beautiful,
but also reflects the ugly through the clear yet
necessarily imperfect lens of partial truth.
Therefore, the way of the natural, spiritual life
begins with the simple intention of ending:—
ON THE NECESSITY OF ROADLESS LAND (II)
It is true: Once a road is built, it becomes easier and easier
to get to places that are less and less worth going to.
If it can be said that roads have a tendency to bring out the worst
in us—the grinding of the noisy gears of destructive greed
and self-centered haste—then perhaps paths bring out the best,
the simplicity of this waste-not-want-not of independence and
One is a sharp-edged sword that necessarily cuts apart the subtle
fabric of meadow and forest;
While the other is a but single humble thread, a thread which, through
the movement of walking itself, weaves the walker back into
the natural world.
Clearly, we need good, well-designed roads.
But we need even more the wisdom
that tells us when not to build them.
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The avian soloist featured above is the Old World Blackbird (Turdus merula),
related to the NA Swainson, Hermit & Spirit Thrushes, and
the European musician of musicains.
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