This is the fourth in a series of posts about the trip. Because with over 500 photos, almost all of which — save a few yeti pictures — are devoted to the plant kingdom, there’s a lot to say.
During the first weekend of March, I headed down to Anza-Borrego, California’s largest state park. [...]
I spent the summer of 2003 focused on shit.
The scene? Eight people, 2,500 miles, three workshops in three states, two composting toilets, and way too much consensus-based decision-making.
Phyte Club at the shitter
It was the premier Kleiwerks Natural Building Apprenticeship, a cross-country extravaganza hitting up muddy workshops from New Mexico to [...]
If you don’t know the John Muir quote “When we try to pick out anything by itself, we find it hitched to everything else in the universe,” from his 1911 book, My First Summer in the Sierra, you’re not paying attention. But think: there’s “knowing” as in, Oh, I’ve heard that before, versus the [...]
The regrettably neglected Phyte Club category, “Deadly Petals,” was inspired not only by one of the best Black Sabbath songs, but by a theatrical presentation my friend and I performed once in Plant ID class on a handful of powerful, poisonous plants. It was insanely fun, both in preparation and execution, and was largely [...]
pooting putridity: compare to 3/4 inch-long redwood cone on left for an idea of size
I came across my third stinkhorn (species unknown, Order: Phallales) of the season, initially thinking from the corner of my eye it was a doggie chew-toy rather than a very bizarre mushroom . Before last January, I’d only [...]