Celebrating the Land

There is nothing in nature that can’t be taken as a sign of both mortality and invigoration. ~ Gretel Ehrlich

Slowly, at a snail’s pace, our Jeep careened up the deeply eroded hillside until we could drive no farther. We set our boots to the sandy soil and hiked the rest of the way. The property we were headed for was a forty-acre parcel that sat atop the Okanogan highlands at an elevation of 1700 feet. The steep slopes glowed from abundant yellow Arrowleaf balsamroot. The silvery-grey sagebrush’s strong fragrance filled the air. A pair of golden eagles screamed, alternating, in some kind of exchange as they swooped and soared together. I remembered these hills were claimed by fire just last year.

At the silent edge of this experience I thought about persistence.

Okanogan Highlands in Spring
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