The Year We Shoveled Horse Shit For Valentine’s Day
15,000 years ago the Missoula floods broke the Columbia River Basin ice dams and poured fertile layers of silt from Spokane all the way down to the Willamette Valley where I grew up. My favorite farms still grow their produce in soil rich with glacial melt from Montana. I don’t know much about geological sedimentation but I know it’s good for crops.
Some 7,000 years after that, a volcano erupted in the Pacific Northwest, exploding pumice and ash all over Oregon. Mount Mazama stood 12,000 feet tall before it collapsed. We don’t think of volcanoes as living things that grow but geologists do. Mount Mazama had been growing for half a million years before the lava rich with silica erupted a final time, its last cataclysm. The caldera it left in its wake became the deepest lake in the U.S.
Residual eruptions created a platform we now call Wizard Island — it peaks from Crater Lake, whose stark beauty cannot be underestimated. The blue is so deep and clear that even Pantone terms like “cerulean” can’t really prepare you for the first time you experience it.
And somewhere in the late 2000s, about 125 miles away, a quiet couple brought their own gloves and hand trowels, per the email details, to the Long Tom Watershed. I don’t remember the year but I remember how cold and damp it was, the kind of damp you can…
