








Field trip to ƛ̕ax̌ʷadis (Tl’ awh-ah-dees) Park.
Field trip to ƛ̕ax̌ʷadis (Tl’ awh-ah-dees) Park.
All of this is in our care.
Texts that cut, burning anger. Walking into a hug with you keeps my body here, where joy, defiance, anger, and delight shatter into something that feels a lot like gratitude. For every bit of everything, especially this connection with you.
“Nothing that is worth doing can be achieved in our lifetime; therefore we must be saved by hope. Nothing which is true or beautiful or good makes complete sense in any immediate context of history; therefore we must be saved by faith. Nothing we do, however virtuous, can be accomplished alone; therefore we must be saved by love. No virtuous act is quite as virtuous from the standpoint of our friend or foe as it is from our standpoint. Therefore we must be saved by the final form of love which is forgiveness.”
― Reinhold Niebuhr, The Irony of American History
We tilted a small part of our world back to right.
We took a field trip this week to the main entrance of ƛ̕ax̌ʷadis Park for a special restoration work party in partnership with the City of Kenmore, Confluence Environmental Company, and Mid Sound Fisheries Enhancement Group. We worked in a wetland area on the peninsula between Swamp Creek and the Sammamish River to remove reed canary grass, yellow flag iris, and Himalayan blackberry so that native rushes, sedges, and willow can continue to establish themselves there. It was a treat to work in a different location and off the boardwalk and an honor to tend to a wetland. We’re looking forward to going back in three months!
A song for you.
Earth, the third planet from the sun, is our home. I am glad to exist here with you.