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Mount Saint Helens Take Two: Perfect Weather + Crampons Adjusted Correctly = a good time is had by all

January 31, 2015 / carrot quinn

Mount Saint Helens Summit via the Worm Flows route 12 miles round-trip 5,699 feet elevation gain I'd only been back in Southern Oregon for a few days when I looked at mountain-forecast.com and saw that there was going to be one perfect day of bluebird weather on the Saint Helens summit- on friday. “I have … Continue reading Mount Saint Helens Take Two: Perfect Weather + Crampons Adjusted Correctly = a good time is had by all

Hard Lessons on Mount Saint Helens

January 27, 2015January 27, 2015 / carrot quinn / 10 Comments

Ascent of Mount Saint Helens in winter via the Worm Flows route 12 miles round-trip 5,699 feet elevation gain I got into Portland around midday on Friday and dropped my bags on the floor of my friend Seamus' empty house. He and his partner were both at work but the cats were there, mewing … Continue reading Hard Lessons on Mount Saint Helens

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Mutual aid, part 4. This is going to go on for... a long time. We're all settling into this in our own ways. I've been leaning in to this formless place. There is so much beauty here. Here is everything that makes the human world, mixed up and thrown into a pile. And outside of the pile is nature, unbothered, holding us by the feet, keeping us grounded in this earth that is larger than ourselves as all the institutions we've built with popsicle sticks, dryer lint and our own saliva begin to shudder and fold. ✨ I've been collecting silver linings like pressed flowers. Arranging them on the altar that lives in my heart. Lighting a candle to the not-knowing. There is so much magic right now. ✨ The Tucson Keeling Neighborhood Food Distro team delivered 15 more boxes of non-perishables to peoples' doorsteps this week! Elderly folks, ppl who just got laid off. Ppl who are ill. Families. We have cloth masks now, thanks to @palantepacks and @lissamarie_ !! The need in the Keeling neighborhood is high, and it's been wild tryin to meet it even a fraction of the way. The more $ we raise, the more we can flier, the more volunteers we can recruit, the more calls to our hotline we can respond to. Gofundme link is in my profile! ✨

We built this world, however begrudgingly we thought the ground was solid, words were real, we figured we'd rattle around in it until we died Turns out that the amount of things we can actually control is brilliantly, dazzlingly small As I heard on a podcast once "you're neither as terrible or as important as you think you are" Turns out that this is true Turns out that all the weeds are actually flowers, and there are... so many craneflies Turns out the saguaros were right this whole time

Is it just me or do the sensual pleasures of embodiment hit different rn

Mutual aid, part three. I/we/none of us know what we are doing right now. We do the best we can, a small thing, but is it enough. Has anything that any well meaning person ever done ever been enough. I don't know. ✨ Shopping for families in need in the Keeling neighborhood means going to the grocery store, which I imagine to be one of the highest exposure places. We have gloves now, we're trying to figure out how to get (homemade) masks. We leave our deliveries on doorsteps. We don't touch doorbells. Is it enough? I don't know. At the grocery store yesterday there were limits on how much each person could buy. We talked to the manager to get special permission, since we were shopping for many families. The manager seemed shell shocked, manic, exhausted. We filled up two carts. I tried not to think too hard about all the recirculated air. A neighbor donated a box of lemons. A local farm sold us winter squash at a very low price. We packed fifteen boxes to deliver to families that had called the Keeling hotline requesting groceries. ✨ The starbucks at the mall announced on the Tucson mutual aid facebook group that they were giving away all their ready to eat items, starting at 8 a.m. (Second slide) I picked up a dozen bags of cold pressed juice, breakfast sandwiches and prosciutto trays and took them directly to a trailer park in Keeling. I gave them to a couple of families with a bunch of kids and a wild daschund that wouldn't stop nipping at my heels. I didnt go inside the houses. I didn't touch anything. ✨ This is a wild time, it's not a boring time. It's a strange, kaleidoscoping, shape shifting time, we're being carried along in a flash flood and none of us know what the land will look like when the water recedes again. Every moment is Schrödinger's cat, a different reality splitting off, a braid in the river and here we are in the main channel, still being carried along. Next to us, bobbing in the water, is everything we've ever known to be true. All of our attachments, the ephemeral systems we believed into existence. It's a very hard time but it is not a boring time. ✨ Gofundme link in profile for Keeling mutual aid 🖤

@muffyjdavis and I hiked in the Catalinas and there were flowers; likely this area will close soon/has already become unsafe due to popularity and that was a heavy thing to hold; there is so much to grieve right now, literally every living human is grieving- but the flowers are not grieving and that makes me feel (blissfully, stupidly) like everything will be ok, even while every nerve in my body is sounding the alarm. ✨ It's wild to try and hold these two ideas at once, that things are both not ok and that someday they will be ok again- "It's a long trail," as they say in long distance hiking, i.e. don't go too hard right out the gate or you'll injure yourself and your hike will be over. And yet, I can't stop reading the news, I can hardly sleep. I also need to find a place to live- my housing (the backyard where I was parking my van) is over (I was supposed to be headed to Alaska rn but I'm not going this summer afterall) and looking for housing is really hard right now- there are wild amounts of uncertainty in ever sector of American life. So I am essentially homeless for the time being and I keep worrying about what if I get sick? ✨ Anyway. These flowers in the Catalinas are stoked about the sunshine and the wet spring we're having here and the ponderosas are entirely unbothered. Swipe thru to see Muffy peeing on a campfire we found that hadn't been put out properly. 📍Tohono O'odham and Yaqui lands

Living in a van in my friend's backyard/not having my own indoors space in these times in kinda terrifying but it DOES mean that I can leave the city for the land of saguaros on a whim and co-regulate with the desert globemallow so there is that

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