A poem that pays homage to trees as our Elders, life-givers, and first teachers. Chang Liu (劉長亭)   Disciple-less, you were dropping bushels of unrecorded wisdom all over the sidewalk in great pulpy explosions.   The owners were away for the summer — not to blame.   Years later, to my microphone a shriveled Ngäbere

Art with a message: we must stand for the trees, so they will stand for us. WORDS AND ART    Barbara Derrick   About the Artwork To many, I’m known as the “Blue Artist.” I created my painting “Trees or Us” from the richest of colors and bluest of blue, to draw viewers telekinetically to

by Sara Moncada and Maya Harjo We come here to listen. Under the beautiful Grandmother Oak grove that sits here along the tributaries of the Ignacio Creek watershed, we have come to listen to stories, to gather as community, to learn from one another and share good food. She is massive and very old, our

by Nigel Haggan . . The Salmon of Science Rivers and streams carry nutrients and young salmon to the Pacific Ocean. Returning salmon spawn and die, contributing thousands of tonnes of nitrogen, phosphorus, and carbon to freshwater and forest ecosystems. The size of past salmon runs is reflected in the growth rings of riverside trees. At least