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–May Gaia help Rock Creek!

Rock Creek tumbles down the side of extinct volcanoes, through farmers’ fields, under highways, and along my suburbs west of Portland Oregon.  It bisects a golf course, drains lakes,  dodges through a maze of linear parks hidden behind industrial complexes, absorbs stormwater runoff from highways, factories and fields, and finally flows past the sewage plant, and…