The Daily Bucket– The Creek's Roaring and Billy's Watching

Hard rains just swept across NW Oregon and vicinity. The creeks climbed their banks. I watch Rock Creek, and its tributaries that flow through Bethany Lake, ten miles west of Portland Oregon.  Upstream of Bethany Lake, a half mile wide grassy meadow has transformed into a nicely braided  creek with a half dozen channels. Elephant-eye-high…

The Daily Bucket–The West Side Gang moves in.

For 20 years, I’ve tracked the movements of herons and egrets where I’ve worked and walked.  I’d been working at a golf course in Banks Oregon, 20 miles west of Portland.  We had a year-round heron, and every autumn, an egret visited and fished for a few days, angering the golf course’s resident heron. Then…

Save the Redwoods, Part II: When Billy Heron helped unite a community

It’s especially hard to organize folks these days. You can’t call a meeting.   It’s tough to talk and listen with masks on. Yet suburban folks west of Portland Oregon are organizing against a  developer’s plans to build a Chevron gas station/mini-mart adjacent to wetlands, big trees, and a Park Greenway. On just a few weeks…

One, Two, Many Freeway Bloggers!

You knew people were probably friendly the second they walked up.  I wore a mask. We’d chat as long as they wanted.  I could point at the big copse of trees across the field that are doomed.  They’d take info about how to formally object.  Some said they’d seen our discussions on the NextDoor neighborhood…

The Daily Bucket–The Daily Eagle.

I often walk around Bethany Lake, 10 miles west of Portland Oregon.  Swollen creeks pour into it from two directions, after the rains start.  The Park Dept.  stocks the lake with rainbow trout.  Ducks are always there, and at least one goose. I am heartbroken because I haven’t seen a heron for two days.  They fish here…