Songs from the Range

My office and kitchen are littered with stones.

On the sill behind my desk is the heaviest of them: a 20-pound lump of palagonite from the Deep Creek ravine west of Spokane. It is a dense, crystalized and discolored chunk of basalt—the result of the Grande Ronde lava flow interacting with water some 16 million years ago. The palagonite ranges in color from the glassy black of obsidian to a rough, yellowish-orange crust. Continue reading Songs from the Range

Catastrophic Elegance

In the shadow of Steamboat Rock, Northrup Canyon offers a remarkable view of a powerful creation.

The first time I hiked into Northrup Canyon I was purposefully off course. It was the day after an old friend’s funeral on Vashon Island, and the lure of solitude was much stronger than the pull of whatever else was piling up alongside the unopened mail back home.

Under those circumstances, the detour onto the primitive road leading to a hanging gorge east of Banks Lake was a near-perfect choice. Within a few minutes I was walking into a majestic rip in the earth.

The lower trail into the heart of the canyon skirts sage and aspen near the mouth.

We’d probably all know more about this spectacular ravine if it weren’t so close (3 miles) to another epic eastern Washington landmark, Steamboat Rock. Steamboat is a massive anvil that rises 800 feet above the surface of the water in upper Grand Coulee. You can’t miss it. Continue reading Catastrophic Elegance

A Eulogy for my Father

Sacred Heart Parish, March 24, 2018, 1 p.m.

My father and I met when he was barely 24. It was 1957 and he’d just returned from active duty in Korea.

The last leg of his long trip was a flight that no longer exists, from Moses Lake to Pasco. The plane was already fully booked but, the way he tells the story, he pled with the gate agent and she found a way to squeeze him aboard. Within an hour or so, he arrived at the Hartman home in east Pasco, much to the surprise of my mother, my sister, and my mother’s sister. It is a staple of our family story that dad’s surprise worked better than he expected, and some merry bedlam ensued, with screams and laughter. Of course, I have no recollection of this. Continue reading A Eulogy for my Father

Prayers in Natural Light

Sixty favorite images from The Devil’s Toenail to the Cascade crest, and sometimes over the edge.

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The beauty of experience
earthwaves
what she says when I call
Silk stream on the north fork
Currently jade
The heron holds its ground
In memory of Marcia Dewinter
Oak leaf arteries
Epiphany
The talus garden
Peter and the apostles at dawn
The Boulder on the Bumping
Water and the Willow
Entropy
Rock Creek searches for the ocean
mountains and the mountain
The root of it
Sea of Palouse
Deluge
The sky you and I share
On the road to Mt. Hope
Rising from the talus
Unreasonably orange
The light within the grove
Precarious
Grace is also ephemeral
Wenatchee River near Leavenworth
farewell
The falls below Judith Pool
How rocks get wet
Wishing you were here
Aspen and red twig in Northrup Canyon
Path through the marsh
Treeline
Seventeen ways to blue
Fluctuation
The Meadow off Elder Road
Peter and the Apostles, a wider view
The flame in the park
leaves in the multiverse
The west wall
A woodpecker’s place
Sunset near Lamont