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February 27 2022 Work Party
Stepping up and into new beginnings. Kneeling on soil beneath a young Western Red Cedar, tenderly disentangling shallow Himalayan blackberry root balls from ki. Prayer. Strangers turned connections, connections family. Magical alchemy. Rain. Dry shelter under branches that honor both earth and sky. Dirt on knees, shirts, masks, boots. Wet hair plastered to foreheads, dirt there, too. Pulling up yellow arch angel tangled into mats carpeting the forest floor. Tall Oregon grape stand sentry, watching as we come and go.
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February 19 2022 Work Party
I didn’t know I would meet you. I didn’t know you would come if I asked. I didn’t know if you would be where I usually find you, tucked under the vine maple. I didn’t know the rain would hold. I didn’t know relief would arrive with three sturdy wheelbarrows in a tool trailer. I didn’t know you would tell me we are all connected, that we need each other. I didn’t know you would be my mirror. There was so much I didn’t know it filled an ocean, spread to the stars, bled 13.8 billion light years away. But by the time the last sodden cardboard was laid, the…
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February 6 2022 Work Party
A warm spring sun. Birdsong. Bare branches striking against a bright blue sky, their very tips yearning for the center of the solar system. Tightly furled ossoberry buds crown thin, delicate branches. Leaf skeletons nestle among sodden leaves, all decaying into something new. A small rat, dead on the side of the road. Tiny front paws curled, body still soft. A final resting place, shrouded in leaf litter, in the crack of a fallen tree. Himalayan blackberry thorns etch their secret language on bare skin, a protest, perhaps, in dots and dashes at being severed from the earth. A hawk, a juvenile we think, circles above us, wing tips touching…
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January 22 2022 Work Party
“Love creates a communion with life. Love expands us, connects us, sweetens us, ennobles us. Love springs up in tender concern, it blossoms into caring action. It makes beauty out of all we touch. In any moment we can step beyond our small self and embrace each other as beloved parts of a whole.” –Jack Kornfield *** Here we are, beloved, healing the earth and ourselves. Where does one end and the other begin?
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January 17 2022 Work Party / MLK Jr Day of Service
“I would even come up to the early thirties, and see a man grappling with the problems of the bankruptcy of his nation. And come with an eloquent cry that we have nothing to fear but “fear itself.” But I wouldn’t stop there. Strangely enough, I would turn to the Almighty, and say, “If you allow me to live just a few years in the second half of the 20th century, I will be happy.” Now that’s a strange statement to make, because the world is all messed up. The nation is sick. Trouble is in the land; confusion all around. That’s a strange statement. But I know, somehow, that…
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January 2022
Retreat. Rest. Quiet. Hibernation. Decay. Death. All that is needed for life is right here–trust–even when we can’t see or feel it. And how beautiful it is.
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January 8 2022 Work Party
Wetlands are a necessary and precious ecosystem, and they are in our care. Thank you, friends, for showing up for one today. You are so needed, appreciated, and loved. Learn more about wetlands.
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December 11 2021 Work Party
“Things falling apart is a kind of testing and also a kind of healing. We think that the point is to pass the test or to overcome the problem, but the truth is that things don’t really get solved. They come together and they fall apart. Then they come together again and fall apart again. It’s just like that. The healing comes from letting there be room for all of this to happen: room for grief, for relief, for misery, for joy.” — Pema Chödrön, When Things Fall Apart: Heartfelt Advice for Difficult Times *** Something happens when we come together, something greater than the sum of us. When you…
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first baby trees
Quinn, our favorite City of Kenmore parks person, planted four baby Western Red Cedars–our first native plantings!–in our second restoration area recently. One of the plantings, a grouping of a baby and a baby baby, got a protective cage today, and the rest we will monitor for grazing to determine if caging will be necessary for all the new plantings in this area. A big, heartfelt thank you to Whitney Neugebauer and Whale Scout for donating the cage materials, teaching me how to construct and install a cage, and continuing to inspire me with her passion and heart for killer whales, salmon, healthy watersheds, and experimenting her way through this…
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two years
Today marks the two year anniversary of Swamp Creek Habitat Restoration Project. We do this work on the ancestral land of the first peoples of this region–the Coast Salish, the Stillaguamish, the Duwamish, the Suquamish, the Sammamish–peoples who have stewarded this land since time immemorial and who are very much alive and present as good stewards of the land to this day. It is with gratitude to and because of them that we have the honor of tending to this land with the hope of restoring it to a healthy, native ecosystem where native insects, fish, birds, and mammals, including humans, can be sustained and thrive for generations to come. …
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