Along the upper stream, in the summer mountains, the witches watch. Back in the city, they call them old growth. Each one has their own assortment of spells. Once you learn that fact, you realize why the forest looks as it does And if…
McCall Point, Columbia River Gorge, Oregon, July 2019 (click on image to enlarge)
West Fork, Multnomah Creek, Larch Mountain, January 2019 (click on image to enlarge. More images can be found here.)
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They were birdlike and referred to their planet as the nest. (Timothy Lake, Oregon, July 2018) via Birdlike — Elan Mudrow Photography
Here, where fire once raged Our voice is diminished As if our speech leaves through Lungs weighing only of paper And this trail we have carved To stand next to old giants With charred arms Comes with symbols and words Revealing deepened ruts A…
Pacific Crest Trail, Three Fingered Jack, Oregon. July 2017 via Grendel — Elan Mudrow Photography
Eagle Creek Trail, Columbia River Gorge, Oregon. November, 2015 via Forest Rash — Elan Mudrow Photography
“This sun is beating down too hot, too early. Can’t you see how this new spring is fooling the trees? They like it at first, unfurling their leaves in premature green, then July hits and they think it’s September. It’s so much like us….