My American Landscapr(mAl) LI

Fretting – the great parallelizer So. There are a couple of posts that have stalled me. I have come to the conclusion that I should put them aside. Not forever, just for the moment. Instead, I will share an image or two from recent journeys. One from the ‘high-valley’ of the Inland Pacific Northwest and…

r/w Pine Bark Beetles, again

Wanderings this weekend took me through an ageing pine forest. The tranquility of the vast stand was a welcome relief from the confines of “Stay Home, Stay Healthy”, mantra. As you enter, the embrace of spice takes over your olfactory. The cinnamon scent of the Ponderosa Pines. Go to the warm, sunny-side of the tree….

My American Landscape – L

A year of wandering with a pocket camera. It was a difficult decision. After more than, well, you really don’t need to know how many years. Many. Will simply have to do. I gave up my shoulder camera for one year. My shoulder cameras have been Fuji, Pentax, Nikon, Leica, Canon and now FujiFilm. The FF is a bit of a contradiction. FujiFilm. There is no film, there is no mirror and there is a live screen on it’s back. I enjoy my XE-2. It is a solid camera and the selection of lens is good.

Refreshing Old Discipline

It is time to return to better reproduction of images and thoughts. I was out walking Carolyns’ dog, Emma the other day. You’ve seen many images of her. She is a golden-doodle with the energy of a nuclear reactor, the impulse of a three year old and the brains, well let’s just say, she’s often…

My American Landscape XLIX

The ‘back-roads’ of Washington Two lane roads wander all through the Northwest Inland Empire. Unlike the Interstate Highways these roads are the veins that support much of the agricultural activities of Washington State. More on this in another post. Mostly I wanted to chat about the following. They also provide the less hurried traveler a…

r/w That Blue Grey Color

Pine Bark Beetles. Not a friend of Pine forests. They do leave behind a signature so distinct, that even after creating a bowl complete and finished. A Forester looked at it and said. “That tree was dead when it was harvested”.  A few questions later and the reason for the deduction was make clear. The…

r/w Chestnut Collection

I acquire most of my wood from trees felled by landowners looking to simply clear the wood from the property. Much of the wood are from trees deemed a nuisances. I have mentioned this blessing and curse in previous posts. Generally the wood has many solid parts of the wood. Unfortunately, much of the wood…

My American Landscape XLVIII

A Year of Snow and Cold (for we in the Inland Northwest) Almost a year ago we were already several weeks into our ‘winter wonderland’. This post is being written during the last week/first week of December. We had a few days of snow in the middle of October. My response – “I am not…

r/w Black Locust the Collection to Date

Common Here in the Inland Northwest When first starting on my journey of wood turning I discovered almost immediately a few truths: One, I can have all the pine a person could possibly use. Two, the tree most likely to be given away is the Black Locust. Three, the best trees to harvest are the…

My American Landscape XLVII

  Floating Somewhere Between Here and There Have you ever wondered what it would be like to be so small that no person knows of your existence? Has that same wonder placed you back in the womb of your mother? Imagine the sounds, the sights, the gentle jouncy of rhythmic movements. The gentle rising and…

r/w – Siblings from the Same Branch

  When Cracks Change An Idea They were two rounds created months ago. Both American Elm, both from the same branch, tree, both appeared similar. But when they were on the lathe, they each revealed different personalities. One was solid. A confident piece ready to become anything. Just the slightest cutting reveal veins with complex…