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Drawing the Next Reality

Design Sketch, Click Cabin

Design Sketch, Click Cabin

A critical aspect of designing architecture is that at it’s very nature the process creates tangible reality through it’s physical expression. Both understanding the existing conditions of the place and how the potential design fits into the place along with the ephemeral experience of life, changes reality, and is the great value and necessity of architecture. In its most positive propositions, these changes in our reality provide aspects of positive cultural transformation that change the way that we see the world and ourselves in it.

For the designer, the process is one of the great adventures of life.

 


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drawing table

drawing from life

drawing from life

Its Friday, and the weather is changing. From 90 degrees yesterday and full of sun, to blustery Fall.  By tomorrow most of the yellow and red left on trees will be bare. Tomorrow will be full of rain and wind. And here is where practice splits in time. To draw on the guest house I am designing (which is its own sort of reward) or to take a hike….

Practicing

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a practice of making

a practice of making

What we know, we can practice. We know ways of being, we practice these. These practices add up to a life, lived. We learn, believe and live differently. We practice our differences, and if we practice diligently there is a unique presence that comes to live on the Earth for a while. Practice has success, failure, sharing, love, making and challenge all wrapped up in time. We transform as we practice, as we move through the world every day. These posts found under “PRACTICE” are shared thoughts about practicing, and moments of my practice.

Let us all be brave to find the best way for each of us to Practice, to create a life that is full of moments of who we are.


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Whole Food

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I’ve been thinking a lot about Farms and farmers these past few months . Not because I saw a documentary, which seems to spur on most contemplative American moments these days. But because I am thinking about people, Land, place, food, population , hunger, the need for healthy food, and plants that are genetically modified . From these I come to consider farms, where is our food grown, and by whom. I think about farmers. I think about food, how intimate food is just by the fact that we take it into our bodies, that the food we eat results in our physicality, our state of mind, our overall energy , our potential for creativity and expression.

What I am troubled by is that instead of recognizing the intimate connection we have with food, we consume it with the same disconnected attitude we have for most things we come in contact with. We disregard food, it’s origin, it’s value , it’s necessity and it’s ability to connect us to the world around us; mind, body, and spirit. When we disregard the origination of our food , where it comes from and who has grown it for us, we disregard a primary and critical link between humanity and planet, between people and place. We give away our rights and responsibility to be a participant on Earth.

What makes me hopeful these days is the recent increase in discourse about food and farmers. Who grows what where, why particular foods are grown, and the value of what is grown relative to the place and the community. There is a connection being made between farmers, the food they grow for us , how they grow it ( organically or other) , and how their choices fit – or don’t fit the land it is grown from. There is a beginning of a recognition of how food is grown by these committed farmers, not abstractly as a commodity for an uncommitted population, but instead for a committed people.

This connection between farmers, food and us extends beyond the delectable recipes photographed in Food and Wine or Gourmande magazine that encourage us to become weekend warrior chefs, but to instead join the day to day living that makes us whole, and part of the planet.

Engage in intimacy, enrich your soul and feed your body, meet the farmer who grows your food, thank them for committing their lives to your health, to caring for the planet, and considering what comes next.


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The Empire Revisited

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In my last post I talked about the looming threat of wild visitors to my Apple Tree. Yesterday I took a hike up the local trail and upon my return the tree had been visited. All the apples were stripped from the bottom branches ! Ha! Time to harvest. So, here is my share of the apples. I left some on for any wayward visitors who really need an afternoon snack.

By the way, I’m still hoping someone will send me their favorite recipe for an Apple Crisp!


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The Empire

The Empire Apple, small as a plum

The Empire Apple, small as a plum

 

 

Apple season has arrived in my yard. Almost overnight the leaves on the Amur and Cottonwood are turning bright yellow. And I am not exaggerating about the “overnight” aspect. Come and see for yourself if you want. In addition to the bright light of leaves glowing in my yard I think the apples on my single apple tree are ready to pick. And as I noted in a previous blog, that means I need to pick them before the Moose or Bear get them.

One came off the tree the other day, and I decided to give it a try. They are smallish. Like a plum. They are mostly yellow with a beautiful overlay of reddish streaks. But I don’t know which variety they are. Looking on line it seems like it may be an Empire.

Here is what they say about the Empire Apple:

Empire
Introduced in New York, 1966 (McIntosh x Delicious).
Ripens in late September, (two weeks later than McIntosh).
Fruit is medium; skin is red-on-yellow to all red. Flesh is crisp, juicy, aromatic and slightly tart.
Sweet, spicy quality excellent for eating fresh, in salads and fruit cups

The Apple Tree in my yard

Take a look at the pics and let me know what you think. Am I right? Or is it another variety?

What I know, is that the one I tasted is sweet. very fragrant, and slightly soft. Delicious, and wonderful considering I got to watch it grow from sweet pink blossom to edible fruit!

I think I need to pick some a make an Apple Crisp. Anybody have suggestions for a recipe?

 

just before eating


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on the road to Fall

Bear scat along the road home

Bear scat along the road home

the great chokecherry attractant

the great chokecherry attractant

 

The days are becoming more brisk, more fall-like. As the summer pushes towards its last moments the rush of ripe fruit arrives. Sweet smelling and practically dripping from its bush. With the fruit comes the bears. Bears move by season and available food source. So while I am always cautious of bears in the wilderness around me, the places that I hike and camp, I also realize that most bears are in particular landscapes and elevations at certain times of the year. If I pay attention to their needs I am most likely not in their way. Of course there is the “hibernation” period, those long restful periods of winter, when it is unlikely to see them. Those short days of light, and long days of dark when I wish I could crawl into a cave as the snow falls, just as the bears do. But in rest of the year they are moving around looking for the best food source: logs and bugs, left over carnage that is left from a creature not surviving the winter, or losing a battle with another animal, nuts, and the sweetest of all, berries. When the fruit comes into season we have the greatest opportunity to cross paths with a bear or two.

For me, living up a canyon outside of Bozeman surrounded by protected Forest land, such an experience is even greater. The two trails that leave into the mountains from the end of my road provide great cross over with bears and their berries. And when I know it is best to start paying attention to where and when I am hiking on these trails is when I see the large piles of bear poop that start showing up on the road to my house. Which is now. The chokecherry and other berries are ripe along the road and every morning there are more piles left from the bears after they gorge on the berries. The branches of bushes are pulled down and leaning toward from the roadside where the bears are tugging on them. And as they move up the road they are moving up in elevation, which means that they are naturally following the berries as they ripen over the next few weeks.

The last stop before they head up the trails is a treat in my yard. An Apple tree which is heavy with fruits this year. Planted just outside my front door I observe the fruit every time I walk by. This week it is turning from green to shades of red. Small little sweet fruits that will soon be eaten by me, moose and bear. The question is, who will get the most of the fruit.