Friday, August 24, 2018

Recent Conditions

It will be a while before I appreciate wood smoke for the subtle incense that it is. Several days' enforced leisure with a HEPA air filter yield what follows. Around 2014 the director of the Washington State History Museum observed that it will take three hundred years to learn how to manage the local forests that produced magnificent timber founded on salmon-fed grizzly bear waste. The tribal elders who gardened the region died before they were interviewed. As much as I dislike eating smoke, I appreciate fire as a pest control strategy. 

In the spirit of sleeping under my desk, I laid a thick folded wool blanket on the studio floor. (We don't wear street shoes in the house.) I discovered that the combination of high-octane coffee, solitary concentration, laptop yoga, a hard wooden flat-seated stool for my sitzbones, and intermittent floor breaks produced a gentle sequence of workout and production with no effort whatsoever. I often find that I am most productive when I quit cold, and the last few days proved the point in spades.

When conditions improve, I'll give the garden a brisk shower to clean its pores and take a look at how the native plants fared in the, no kidding, billowing clouds of smoke that blew across the neighborhood -30- 


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