Barnacles and Basalt

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The events depicted begin in the Pacific Northwest of present day North America at a time when there were no boundaries and no one to make boundaries. It begins, by most estimates, between 16 and 6 million years ago at a time when North America was just a place without a name, and no consciousness with a desire to name it and section it off from the rest of everything.

A lot of things were happening. Volcanic activity was rampant. There were an estimated 300 volcanoes active through this period. On top of that ice ages came one after the other in which snow would fall and accumulate to immense depths because of the low temperatures which prohibited melting. Then there would be periods of melting with temperature higher than they are today in the area. These periods of melting produced massive, cataclysmic flooding. Some estimate that these floods happened 30 to 60 times over a period of 2000 years. (The preceding and some subsequent information was gleaned from the book "Cataclysms On The Columbia" by John Eliot Allen and Marjorie Burns with Sam C. Sargent.)

The volcanoes during this period were not the Mt. Saint Helens type, but were the result of large, sometimes miles long fissures which opened up in the crust of the earth from which basaltic materials flowed quite rapidly and continued to flow off and on for millions upon millions of years. These are known as "shield-volcanic eruptions". They produced basalt material from the inside of the earth which accumulated on the surface in long flows as much as 6000 feet in depth. This material originated as far away as Idaho and ended up in solidified rock formations in the Pacific ocean along the north coast of Oregon.

Approximately a million years ago there was another ice age with continual snow accumulation and the subsequent development of a continental ice sheet extending down from what is now Canada into the present United States that was up to 4000 feet thick which formed into mammoth glaciers. These glaciers due to the great pressures exerted by their weight moved south. This tremendous amount of ice eventually formed dams, and subsequently, due to periodic melting, Lake Missoula: a huge body that contained more water than Lake Erie and Lake Ontario combined.

When the ice dam holding back Lake Missoula broke it unleashed a torrent equal to ten times that of all the existing rivers in the world

http://vulcan.wr.usgs.gov/Glossary/Glaciers/IceSheets/description_lake_missoula.html

allowing a wall of water 800 feet in height to escape in an unimaginable outpouring at an estimated speed of 65 miles an hour. The water and broken hunks of ice took with them top soil, huge rocks known as 'erratics' and the aggregate basalt material extruded by the previous volcanic activity on a trip to the Pacific Ocean. On its way the waters formed the present Columbia River gorge. The 'erratics' were dropped along the flood plain as the ice carrying them melted.

This link gives some photos of the area as explanation for the geological interpretation.
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http://www.glaciallakemissoula.org/virtualtour/index.html



As the water and the basalt carried with it reached the ocean the aggregate basalt materials cooled along the way and collected into sometimes massive formations.Haystack Rock, pictured above, in Cannon Beach Oregon is an example. The North Coast of Oregon from Lincoln City all the way to Astoria show remnants of this geologic activity.

Visible from the promenade at Seaside Oregon the Tillamook Head is impressive and shows what the flood from Lake Missoula resulted in.

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http://www.oregon.com/hiking/tillamook_head.cfm


Technical information for this was gleaned from this website.


http://vulcan.wr.usgs.gov/Volcanoes/ColumbiaPlateau/description_columbia_plateau.html

And so we come to the barnacles and the basalt.

Barnacles have been around for 400 million years in a relatively unchanged state. The glue they use to attach themselves to the place they wish to be is one of the most adhesive of any glues known to mankind.


http://www.evolutionnews.org/2008/07/billions_of_missing_links_part_3.html

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Barnacles are crustaceans related to shrimp

that spend most of their life stuck in one place
standing of their heads.

They maintain themselves by straining plankton
and absorbing oxygen with their legs

as the water passes over them.

(Basalt formations at Cannon Beach, Oregon)

They produce a powerful adhesive that is one of the strongest glues in the world able to support a weight of 7000 pounds with a film of only 3/10,000th of an inch. They attach themselves to a number of things including ships, rocks, pilings, and even whales.

Threats to their well being include
but are not limited to, worms, star fish and oil spills.

(detail of basalt rock formation)

They are also beautiful...

making the rocks take on
the appearance
of a surreal flower garden

I find that acknowledging this sense of vast regions of time and change in which all we now are appeared in increments to be a comforting thought... a spiritual thought that connects me, rather than separates me, to everything. As the old hymn says; "as it was in the beginning it now and ever shall be. World without end."

It's difficult to imagine that life will ever end and that I will ever be separate from it even when this husk known as 'Me' is forever gone.




The photographs were taken at Cannon Beach, Oregon.

Text and photographs Copyright 2008 David H. Roche

Along The Road The Day Lilies Bloom

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Along The Road The Day Lilies Bloom

Three women stride together
talking between breaths;
all I hear as they pass is;
“does he know?”

(I’m sure he knows.)

Two old men
stand against a car in conversation about the farmer up the road
who lost his crop from the hail the day before;

one is feeble, requiring a cane,
the other an old drinking buddy from high school is more lucky,
his arms are folded across his chest, appearing almost vital.

Day lilies bloom along the road.
They will bloom next year as well;
this summer they will fade and
and appear to die forever…
until next April.

Photographs taken on Silver Street, Cayuga County New York.

Text and photographs Copyright 2008 David H. Roche

Country Roads

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Here on Silver Street life is pretty nice, day or evening. There isn't any war here. We're not killing people for their oil or because our politics demand it. We're just being what humans should be. Enjoying the day and the things that are out there.

Under the summer haze you can see corn and wheat
and the everlasting horizon.
These are the things that matter to me.
I am, after all, a human.

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July along the country roads in New York means day lilies
and a lot more than you will see here.

There used to be chicory...

sky blue flowers that, when they grew among the day lilies provided a psychedelic illusion under the hazy blue summer skies. But the county came by and eradicated the chicory as well as most of the day lilies. I'd rather pay the county workers to sit in the garage and play cards and drink beer than to have them cut down the wild flowers. It's a matter of priorities I guess.

The day lilies appear in late March or early April as lime green shoots along the roadside and in the forest glades.

But they become this by the end of June or the first week of July.









and line the roadsides with breathtaking color.

It's not only day lilies... theres all
kinds of wild flowers that I don't know the name of.

What they have in common is that they catch your eye
and make you stop and look at them.

Just so many colors.








Text and photographs Copyright 2008 David H. Roche

Backyard Meditations (On Love)

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How it goes

Today the rain washes bird shit
off the lounge.

Tomorrow the sun will shine
and I'll lay down again.

Heaven and Earth

On the lawn
the shadow of a bird crosses;
disappearing
as I watch.

I Must...

I love you
but it is hard to avoid attachment.

Does that mean my love is false
and that I only want you?

I must love you as I love the birds
and their shadows on the ground.

Photographs and text Copyright 2008 David H. Roche