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  1. In the distance, the 100-year forest. In the foreground, what’s left when a strip of that forest is felled, yarded, hauled, and most of what’s left is heaped into 4-metre high piles. All of that happened less than 12 months ago. In the next season the forest’s renewal will become evident. In the meantime, there’s a scar. And my memories of stillness, deer, bear, and big Douglas Firs.

    #Pnw #vancouverisland #bxw #photography #foto #forest #nature #summer #fall #autumn #trees #forestry #logging #douglasfir #worthmorestanding #secondgrowth

  2. In the distance, the 100-year forest. In the foreground, what’s left when a strip of that forest is felled, yarded, hauled, and most of what’s left is heaped into 4-metre high piles. All of that happened less than 12 months ago. In the next season the forest’s renewal will become evident. In the meantime, there’s a scar. And my memories of stillness, deer, bear, and big Douglas Firs.

    #Pnw #vancouverisland #bxw #photography #foto #forest #nature #summer #fall #autumn #trees #forestry #logging #douglasfir #worthmorestanding #secondgrowth

  3. In the distance, the 100-year forest. In the foreground, what’s left when a strip of that forest is felled, yarded, hauled, and most of what’s left is heaped into 4-metre high piles. All of that happened less than 12 months ago. In the next season the forest’s renewal will become evident. In the meantime, there’s a scar. And my memories of stillness, deer, bear, and big Douglas Firs.

    #Pnw #vancouverisland #bxw #photography #foto #forest #nature #summer #fall #autumn #trees #forestry #logging #douglasfir #worthmorestanding #secondgrowth

  4. In the distance, the 100-year forest. In the foreground, what’s left when a strip of that forest is felled, yarded, hauled, and most of what’s left is heaped into 4-metre high piles. All of that happened less than 12 months ago. In the next season the forest’s renewal will become evident. In the meantime, there’s a scar. And my memories of stillness, deer, bear, and big Douglas Firs.

    #Pnw #vancouverisland #bxw #photography #foto #forest #nature #summer #fall #autumn #trees #forestry #logging #douglasfir #worthmorestanding #secondgrowth

  5. In the distance, the 100-year forest. In the foreground, what’s left when a strip of that forest is felled, yarded, hauled, and most of what’s left is heaped into 4-metre high piles. All of that happened less than 12 months ago. In the next season the forest’s renewal will become evident. In the meantime, there’s a scar. And my memories of stillness, deer, bear, and big Douglas Firs.

    #Pnw #vancouverisland #bxw #photography #foto #forest #nature #summer #fall #autumn #trees #forestry #logging #douglasfir #worthmorestanding #secondgrowth

  6. A sunlit path through the 100-year forest.
    The North Georgia Plain was once a “loggers paradise.“ Large swaths of even-aged Douglas Fir stood where a large wildfire had raged in the 1600s. By 1940, the larger portion of this “paradise” was felled, yarded, boomed, and towed to mills on the Fraser River. Cleared of stumps and slash that paradise made way for farms. Wherever the forest returned, it was being cut a second time once it reached 50+ years. Only in small corners, or in strips along creeks or at the edge of farm fields, and the rare park, is the 100-year forest becoming itself.
    These trees lie in one of those farm strips. A small salmon-bearing creek runs through it. A local elementary school created this trail. In the later fall, when the summer drought is washed away by the rains, teachers bring their classes here. They might learn how the forest and the salmon nourish each other.

    #vancouverisland #bxw #photography #foto #forest #nature #salmon #douglasfir

  7. A sunlit path through the 100-year forest.
    The North Georgia Plain was once a “loggers paradise.“ Large swaths of even-aged Douglas Fir stood where a large wildfire had raged in the 1600s. By 1940, the larger portion of this “paradise” was felled, yarded, boomed, and towed to mills on the Fraser River. Cleared of stumps and slash that paradise made way for farms. Wherever the forest returned, it was being cut a second time once it reached 50+ years. Only in small corners, or in strips along creeks or at the edge of farm fields, and the rare park, is the 100-year forest becoming itself.
    These trees lie in one of those farm strips. A small salmon-bearing creek runs through it. A local elementary school created this trail. In the later fall, when the summer drought is washed away by the rains, teachers bring their classes here. They might learn how the forest and the salmon nourish each other.

    #vancouverisland #bxw #photography #foto #forest #nature #salmon #douglasfir

  8. A sunlit path through the 100-year forest.
    The North Georgia Plain was once a “loggers paradise.“ Large swaths of even-aged Douglas Fir stood where a large wildfire had raged in the 1600s. By 1940, the larger portion of this “paradise” was felled, yarded, boomed, and towed to mills on the Fraser River. Cleared of stumps and slash that paradise made way for farms. Wherever the forest returned, it was being cut a second time once it reached 50+ years. Only in small corners, or in strips along creeks or at the edge of farm fields, and the rare park, is the 100-year forest becoming itself.
    These trees lie in one of those farm strips. A small salmon-bearing creek runs through it. A local elementary school created this trail. In the later fall, when the summer drought is washed away by the rains, teachers bring their classes here. They might learn how the forest and the salmon nourish each other.

    #vancouverisland #bxw #photography #foto #forest #nature #salmon #douglasfir

  9. A sunlit path through the 100-year forest.
    The North Georgia Plain was once a “loggers paradise.“ Large swaths of even-aged Douglas Fir stood where a large wildfire had raged in the 1600s. By 1940, the larger portion of this “paradise” was felled, yarded, boomed, and towed to mills on the Fraser River. Cleared of stumps and slash that paradise made way for farms. Wherever the forest returned, it was being cut a second time once it reached 50+ years. Only in small corners, or in strips along creeks or at the edge of farm fields, and the rare park, is the 100-year forest becoming itself.
    These trees lie in one of those farm strips. A small salmon-bearing creek runs through it. A local elementary school created this trail. In the later fall, when the summer drought is washed away by the rains, teachers bring their classes here. They might learn how the forest and the salmon nourish each other.

    #vancouverisland #bxw #photography #foto #forest #nature #salmon #douglasfir

  10. A sunlit path through the 100-year forest.
    The North Georgia Plain was once a “loggers paradise.“ Large swaths of even-aged Douglas Fir stood where a large wildfire had raged in the 1600s. By 1940, the larger portion of this “paradise” was felled, yarded, boomed, and towed to mills on the Fraser River. Cleared of stumps and slash that paradise made way for farms. Wherever the forest returned, it was being cut a second time once it reached 50+ years. Only in small corners, or in strips along creeks or at the edge of farm fields, and the rare park, is the 100-year forest becoming itself.
    These trees lie in one of those farm strips. A small salmon-bearing creek runs through it. A local elementary school created this trail. In the later fall, when the summer drought is washed away by the rains, teachers bring their classes here. They might learn how the forest and the salmon nourish each other.

    #vancouverisland #bxw #photography #foto #forest #nature #salmon #douglasfir

  11. The urban forest takes many shapes, appearing in small pockets parks, street plantings, as well as large tracts of set asides. The most impressive can often be the most unassuming. Small places that provide shade and an experience of natural forms.

    This is a pocket park in East Vancouver, a region of the city historically poor in trees and forest experiences, at least since the mass deforestation of colonial logging in the 19th century.

    #vancouver #bxw #forest #urban #urbanforest #nature #summer #trees #parks

  12. The urban forest takes many shapes, appearing in small pockets parks, street plantings, as well as large tracts of set asides. The most impressive can often be the most unassuming. Small places that provide shade and an experience of natural forms.

    This is a pocket park in East Vancouver, a region of the city historically poor in trees and forest experiences, at least since the mass deforestation of colonial logging in the 19th century.

    #vancouver #bxw #forest #urban #urbanforest #nature #summer #trees #parks

  13. #OBD2 scan VAG BXW engine for oxygen sensors.
    So both of them doing something, and it looks like all ok. Yet there smell of unburned gasoline.
    What should i look for? EVAP? Clean oxygen sensors? Check injectors?
    #carrepair #fabia #bxw #cggb

  14. #OBD2 scan VAG BXW engine for oxygen sensors.
    So both of them doing something, and it looks like all ok. Yet there smell of unburned gasoline.
    What should i look for? EVAP? Clean oxygen sensors? Check injectors?
    #carrepair #fabia #bxw #cggb

  15. #OBD2 scan VAG BXW engine for oxygen sensors.
    So both of them doing something, and it looks like all ok. Yet there smell of unburned gasoline.
    What should i look for? EVAP? Clean oxygen sensors? Check injectors?
    #carrepair #fabia #bxw #cggb

  16. #OBD2 scan VAG BXW engine for oxygen sensors.
    So both of them doing something, and it looks like all ok. Yet there smell of unburned gasoline.
    What should i look for? EVAP? Clean oxygen sensors? Check injectors?
    #carrepair #fabia #bxw #cggb

  17. #OBD2 scan VAG BXW engine for oxygen sensors.
    So both of them doing something, and it looks like all ok. Yet there smell of unburned gasoline.
    What should i look for? EVAP? Clean oxygen sensors? Check injectors?
    #carrepair #fabia #bxw #cggb

  18. “Hey! Hey!” he said again. “Can I help you? Hey! Can I help you?”
    He was shouting from up by the barn.
    “No,” I said. “I’m trying to get a picture of your dandelions. They caught my eye as I was driving by.”
    He was quiet for a moment. “Oh.” Then, “I thought you were looking for the swimming hole. A lot of people are looking for the swinging hole.”
    I never saw him. Just heard him yelling. Not unfriendly. But it reminded me of the “mushroom wars,” when farmers would attack strangers in their fields. Because they were trespassing, damaging fences, leaving hazardous (to cattle and machinery) garbage. Because they were long-haired strangers picking “magic mushrooms” in their fields.
    That was a long time ago. Still, having a farmer yelling at me, it got my back up.

    #farming #dandelions #mushrooms #trespassing #rural #privateproperty #bxw #vancouverisland

  19. “Hey! Hey!” he said again. “Can I help you? Hey! Can I help you?”
    He was shouting from up by the barn.
    “No,” I said. “I’m trying to get a picture of your dandelions. They caught my eye as I was driving by.”
    He was quiet for a moment. “Oh.” Then, “I thought you were looking for the swimming hole. A lot of people are looking for the swinging hole.”
    I never saw him. Just heard him yelling. Not unfriendly. But it reminded me of the “mushroom wars,” when farmers would attack strangers in their fields. Because they were trespassing, damaging fences, leaving hazardous (to cattle and machinery) garbage. Because they were long-haired strangers picking “magic mushrooms” in their fields.
    That was a long time ago. Still, having a farmer yelling at me, it got my back up.

    #farming #dandelions #mushrooms #trespassing #rural #privateproperty #bxw #vancouverisland

  20. I’m looking south, sitting on the grassy shoulder of a gas line right of way. A rough industrial road runs parallel to a maturing, 100-year forest. The road services the gas line and three hydro lines that, here, cut across hay fields.
    The standing forest is maturing, but it’s sitting on a nutrient-poor rocky ridge. A year ago a same-aged forest ran between the road and the fields. Those trees were in a much wetter, more nutritious location. Some were exceptionally large.
    Living in a community surrounded by privately owned 100-year woods is an exercise in gratitude, grief, and acceptance. There are virtually no large old growth forests left on the North Georgia Plain, here on Vancouver Island. A few small patches still stand. Cathedral Grove is the most impressive. But while the trees there are awesome and wondrous, the protected forest is small. What private landowner will, today, set aside 100ha (or more) of 100-year forest?

    #vancouverisland #bxw #forest #nature #found #summer #trees #foto #conservation

  21. I’m looking south, sitting on the grassy shoulder of a gas line right of way. A rough industrial road runs parallel to a maturing, 100-year forest. The road services the gas line and three hydro lines that, here, cut across hay fields.
    The standing forest is maturing, but it’s sitting on a nutrient-poor rocky ridge. A year ago a same-aged forest ran between the road and the fields. Those trees were in a much wetter, more nutritious location. Some were exceptionally large.
    Living in a community surrounded by privately owned 100-year woods is an exercise in gratitude, grief, and acceptance. There are virtually no large old growth forests left on the North Georgia Plain, here on Vancouver Island. A few small patches still stand. Cathedral Grove is the most impressive. But while the trees there are awesome and wondrous, the protected forest is small. What private landowner will, today, set aside 100ha (or more) of 100-year forest?

    #vancouverisland #bxw #forest #nature #found #summer #trees #foto #conservation

  22. About 100 years ago the ancient forest in this part of Vancouver Island was a mixed stand of conifers and deciduous trees that had grown up after a massive fire in the late 1600s. Most trees were Douglas Firs, 200+ years old. It was an even-aged stand on the relatively flat North Georgia Plain. A “logger’s paradise. This part of that logger’s paradise was laid out by engineers for yarding. The forest was subdivided by straight railway grades approximately 2000’ apart. The forest was felled. The logs yarded to the railside, loaded onto flatcars, and hauled by steam locomotives to the “beach.” There the logs were dumped into the ocean and boomed up for towing to mills on the Fraser River.
    This view is of the old main railway line, now a recreational trail. The forest that has grown up around it is about 100 years old. It’s a mix of deciduous and Douglas Fir trees.

    #vancouverisland #bxw #forest #forestphotography #nature #naturephotography #tree #railway #logging #forestry

  23. About 100 years ago the ancient forest in this part of Vancouver Island was a mixed stand of conifers and deciduous trees that had grown up after a massive fire in the late 1600s. Most trees were Douglas Firs, 200+ years old. It was an even-aged stand on the relatively flat North Georgia Plain. A “logger’s paradise. This part of that logger’s paradise was laid out by engineers for yarding. The forest was subdivided by straight railway grades approximately 2000’ apart. The forest was felled. The logs yarded to the railside, loaded onto flatcars, and hauled by steam locomotives to the “beach.” There the logs were dumped into the ocean and boomed up for towing to mills on the Fraser River.
    This view is of the old main railway line, now a recreational trail. The forest that has grown up around it is about 100 years old. It’s a mix of deciduous and Douglas Fir trees.

    #vancouverisland #bxw #forest #forestphotography #nature #naturephotography #tree #railway #logging #forestry

  24. Pears, too.
    In my garden. Inspiring my writing today.

    ps. This will likely be the featured image for an upcoming chapter in my book, Apprenticeship to Love. Free to those on the “1000 early readers” list. Sign up at apprenticeshiptolove.com

    #pears #fruit #bxw #foto #photography #garden #orchard #RevHans #writing #books #love #marriage #masculinity #menshealth #free #booksofmastodon #writersofmastodon #earlyreaders #bhagavadgita #sacredsex #ceremonies #rituals #summer

  25. Pears, too.
    In my garden. Inspiring my writing today.

    ps. This will likely be the featured image for an upcoming chapter in my book, Apprenticeship to Love. Free to those on the “1000 early readers” list. Sign up at apprenticeshiptolove.com

    #pears #fruit #bxw #foto #photography #garden #orchard #RevHans #writing #books #love #marriage #masculinity #menshealth #free #booksofmastodon #writersofmastodon #earlyreaders #bhagavadgita #sacredsex #ceremonies #rituals #summer

  26. The tide is high at the old booming ground.
    The daily ebb and flow of the tides was an important part of my life as a child. My father was a boom man. His summer shifts -and our family activities- followed the rhythms and rhymes of the moon and its watery whims. We lived near the beach, so low tides were preferred for mothers with small children. The acres on acres of sand were safe places for us to play. But, as a boy who loved swimming, I longed for the really high tides of summer when I didn’t have to “walk for miles” (so it seemed) to have enough depth for snorkeling and diving and all the good things.
    I’ve come here this evening because I knew the tide would be good for swimming. It was.

    #vancouverisland #tides #beach #swimming #memories #bxw #photography #summer

  27. The tide is high at the old booming ground.
    The daily ebb and flow of the tides was an important part of my life as a child. My father was a boom man. His summer shifts -and our family activities- followed the rhythms and rhymes of the moon and its watery whims. We lived near the beach, so low tides were preferred for mothers with small children. The acres on acres of sand were safe places for us to play. But, as a boy who loved swimming, I longed for the really high tides of summer when I didn’t have to “walk for miles” (so it seemed) to have enough depth for snorkeling and diving and all the good things.
    I’ve come here this evening because I knew the tide would be good for swimming. It was.

    #vancouverisland #tides #beach #swimming #memories #bxw #photography #summer

  28. A faint deer trail through the Vanilla Leaf in the 100-year wood.
    We, my two dogs and I, will often wander off-trail along these deer byways. Some, like this one, are fairly subtle (especially when summer’s vegetation has died back and we’re using hoof-nicked branches as waypoints). Others, seeming highways, occasionally used by bears and other forest-dwellers. We don’t go far before we find solitude, birdsong, an owl or raven watching as I sit and meditate. Or just sit and soak it in.

    #trails #vancouverisland #bxw #forest #texture #nature #summer #silence

  29. A faint deer trail through the Vanilla Leaf in the 100-year wood.
    We, my two dogs and I, will often wander off-trail along these deer byways. Some, like this one, are fairly subtle (especially when summer’s vegetation has died back and we’re using hoof-nicked branches as waypoints). Others, seeming highways, occasionally used by bears and other forest-dwellers. We don’t go far before we find solitude, birdsong, an owl or raven watching as I sit and meditate. Or just sit and soak it in.

    #trails #vancouverisland #bxw #forest #texture #nature #summer #silence

  30. The 100-year wood is a place of constant change. After logging, and without a mono-crop replanting regime (more or less the norm in the coastal Douglas Fir zone here on the North Georgia Plain), a wide range of species and ages fill the spaces left by the approximately 250-year forest that colonizers clearcut. And, a diversity of mishaps and misadventures. In this picture one of the largest Douglas Firs is leaning through the standing timber. It’s likely a victim of “root rot,” a naturally occurring soil-borne agent that “rots” Douglas Fir roots. Its roothold weakened, a spring storm blew it into the arms of Black Cottonwood. The latter is a quick-growing, short-lived species. Over the next few years I’ll watch: which disintegrates first? The Fir (still alive and seemingly healthy, though only moored by half its roots)? Or the Cottonwood, bending under the Fir’s weight? Change.

    #vancouverisland #bxw #forest #forestphotography #foto #nature #tree #secondgrowth

  31. The 100-year wood is a place of constant change. After logging, and without a mono-crop replanting regime (more or less the norm in the coastal Douglas Fir zone here on the North Georgia Plain), a wide range of species and ages fill the spaces left by the approximately 250-year forest that colonizers clearcut. And, a diversity of mishaps and misadventures. In this picture one of the largest Douglas Firs is leaning through the standing timber. It’s likely a victim of “root rot,” a naturally occurring soil-borne agent that “rots” Douglas Fir roots. Its roothold weakened, a spring storm blew it into the arms of Black Cottonwood. The latter is a quick-growing, short-lived species. Over the next few years I’ll watch: which disintegrates first? The Fir (still alive and seemingly healthy, though only moored by half its roots)? Or the Cottonwood, bending under the Fir’s weight? Change.

    #vancouverisland #bxw #forest #forestphotography #foto #nature #tree #secondgrowth

  32. In the 100-year woods.
    Two large second growth Douglas Firs stand on the edge of a younger stand of Firs. The younger stand may have grown in a clearing (for a field for livestock grazing, or extensive gardens, it’s not clear) made by settlers in the early part of the 20th century. This once-cleared area is lined by these large second growth Firs.

    #vancouverisland #bxw #blackandwhite #forest #forestphotography #texture #nature #naturephotography #trees #douglasfir #secondgrowth #bigtrees #settlement

  33. In the 100-year woods.
    Two large second growth Douglas Firs stand on the edge of a younger stand of Firs. The younger stand may have grown in a clearing (for a field for livestock grazing, or extensive gardens, it’s not clear) made by settlers in the early part of the 20th century. This once-cleared area is lined by these large second growth Firs.

    #vancouverisland #bxw #blackandwhite #forest #forestphotography #texture #nature #naturephotography #trees #douglasfir #secondgrowth #bigtrees #settlement

  34. In the 100-year woods.
    Two large second growth Douglas Firs stand on the edge of a younger stand of Firs. The younger stand may have grown in a clearing (for a field for livestock grazing, or extensive gardens, it’s not clear) made by settlers in the early part of the 20th century. This once-cleared area is lined by these large second growth Firs.

    #vancouverisland #bxw #blackandwhite #forest #forestphotography #texture #nature #naturephotography #trees #douglasfir #secondgrowth #bigtrees #settlement

  35. In the 100-year woods.
    Two large second growth Douglas Firs stand on the edge of a younger stand of Firs. The younger stand may have grown in a clearing (for a field for livestock grazing, or extensive gardens, it’s not clear) made by settlers in the early part of the 20th century. This once-cleared area is lined by these large second growth Firs.

    #vancouverisland #bxw #blackandwhite #forest #forestphotography #texture #nature #naturephotography #trees #douglasfir #secondgrowth #bigtrees #settlement

  36. “Next, the strings come off.”
    MS “Scott” Harker working on a piano at Frankie’s Jazz Club in Vancouver.
    ps. I learn a lot about music (& whiskey & MLB & writing & pianos) from my friend Scott. I’m also a big fan of his forthcoming book about the “secret life of pianos.” If you’re curious go to dontshootthepianotuner.com and get his first chapter, free.

    dontshootthepianotuner.com

    #fotomontag #foto #photography #bxw #msharker #music #books #writing #musictechnology #pianos #vancouver #chancentre #whistler #jazz #booksofmastodon #writersofmastodon #classicalmusic #pianists #pianistsofmastodon #musicians #musiciansofmastodon

  37. “Next, the strings come off.”
    MS “Scott” Harker working on a piano at Frankie’s Jazz Club in Vancouver.
    ps. I learn a lot about music (& whiskey & MLB & writing & pianos) from my friend Scott. I’m also a big fan of his forthcoming book about the “secret life of pianos.” If you’re curious go to dontshootthepianotuner.com and get his first chapter, free.

    dontshootthepianotuner.com

    #fotomontag #foto #photography #bxw #msharker #music #books #writing #musictechnology #pianos #vancouver #chancentre #whistler #jazz #booksofmastodon #writersofmastodon #classicalmusic #pianists #pianistsofmastodon #musicians #musiciansofmastodon

  38. “Next, the strings come off.”
    MS “Scott” Harker working on a piano at Frankie’s Jazz Club in Vancouver.
    ps. I learn a lot about music (& whiskey & MLB & writing & pianos) from my friend Scott. I’m also a big fan of his forthcoming book about the “secret life of pianos.” If you’re curious go to dontshootthepianotuner.com and get his first chapter, free.

    dontshootthepianotuner.com

    #fotomontag #foto #photography #bxw #msharker #music #books #writing #musictechnology #pianos #vancouver #chancentre #whistler #jazz #booksofmastodon #writersofmastodon #classicalmusic #pianists #pianistsofmastodon #musicians #musiciansofmastodon

  39. “Next, the strings come off.”
    MS “Scott” Harker working on a piano at Frankie’s Jazz Club in Vancouver.
    ps. I learn a lot about music (& whiskey & MLB & writing & pianos) from my friend Scott. I’m also a big fan of his forthcoming book about the “secret life of pianos.” If you’re curious go to dontshootthepianotuner.com and get his first chapter, free.

    dontshootthepianotuner.com

    #fotomontag #foto #photography #bxw #msharker #music #books #writing #musictechnology #pianos #vancouver #chancentre #whistler #jazz #booksofmastodon #writersofmastodon #classicalmusic #pianists #pianistsofmastodon #musicians #musiciansofmastodon

  40. “Next, the strings come off.”
    MS “Scott” Harker working on a piano at Frankie’s Jazz Club in Vancouver.
    ps. I learn a lot about music (& whiskey & MLB & writing & pianos) from my friend Scott. I’m also a big fan of his forthcoming book about the “secret life of pianos.” If you’re curious go to dontshootthepianotuner.com and get his first chapter, free.

    dontshootthepianotuner.com

    #fotomontag #foto #photography #bxw #msharker #music #books #writing #musictechnology #pianos #vancouver #chancentre #whistler #jazz #booksofmastodon #writersofmastodon #classicalmusic #pianists #pianistsofmastodon #musicians #musiciansofmastodon

  41. In the 100-year wood, on the edge of civilization.
    The ancient forest of the North Georgia Plain was more than an unbroken march of 250-400 year old Douglas Firs. There were such marches, but they were regularly broken with patches of Broadleaf Maple, occasions of Western Hemlock, and near wetlands, Black Cottonwood and Red Alder. This image of the subsequent 100-year wood shows most of these trees, thriving in a postage-stamp parcel of land between an old & small & derelict farmstead, a sprawl of large lot suburbia, and a fallow field waiting for the market (& growth management policies) to allow smarter, denser housing development.
    Locals have tramped trails through the mixed forest and swamp. I walk my dogs here often. I see the tombstones (there’s one here) & wonder about the ancient forest: Who felled the trees? How were they yarded? What First Nations hunting or gathering ground (or sacred grove) was desecrated?
    This land has stories.

    #vancouverisland #forest #trees #foto #bxw #photography

  42. In the 100-year wood, on the edge of civilization.
    The ancient forest of the North Georgia Plain was more than an unbroken march of 250-400 year old Douglas Firs. There were such marches, but they were regularly broken with patches of Broadleaf Maple, occasions of Western Hemlock, and near wetlands, Black Cottonwood and Red Alder. This image of the subsequent 100-year wood shows most of these trees, thriving in a postage-stamp parcel of land between an old & small & derelict farmstead, a sprawl of large lot suburbia, and a fallow field waiting for the market (& growth management policies) to allow smarter, denser housing development.
    Locals have tramped trails through the mixed forest and swamp. I walk my dogs here often. I see the tombstones (there’s one here) & wonder about the ancient forest: Who felled the trees? How were they yarded? What First Nations hunting or gathering ground (or sacred grove) was desecrated?
    This land has stories.

    #vancouverisland #forest #trees #foto #bxw #photography