Field Report No. 20150522SH
Topic: Eastern Washington Roadtrip
COMMENTS: Beside the choppy banks of the Columbia surge highways, rails, and clusters of wind turbines. Flocks of geese dart in acute angles toward their spring homes. I swear I can see and even feel everything growing—the red and green grasses that sway across the buttes. Especially with the smells of soil and damp leaves already drying.
Plumes of dust devils purl into the air just beyond Vantage, where the basalt cliffs drop away and I-90 points like an arrow toward Spokane. I count seven tangled swirls of dust. Number eight is a tractor churning up the earth, readying the fields for spring wheat.
Key Features: Road trip, I-90 eastbound, shaking off the dust. Late in May, music-loving sojourners return from Sasquatch, groggy and inspired.
From Here is a greatly expanded retail shop in River Park Square, full of handmade goods by local artists and makers, brought to you by the arts organizers at Terrain.
A day in the mountains with Inland Northwest restaurateur John Grollmus.
I stare up at it, looming a dozen or so feet above my head. The life-size zebra is still here, though quite weather-beaten. It’s a landmark that holds a permanent space in my mind…
On December 15th, Jane and the crew (including her three kids) will serve their last Saturday night dinner on the lower South Hill.
The LaRues live downtown where they work, and through relationships and intentionality, they are investing in a store that is making their neighborhood (and the world) a better place.
…this city is changing, and there’s a lot to learn. Today will be about deliberately opposing my prevailing impressions of Coeur d’Alene as an ignorant youth. It’s opposite day.
Swinging by The Blackbird before they opened, we asked owner Patrick McPherson his opinion on the best breweries in Spokane.
"We watched. We remembered that long winter on the farm, the solitude of hill after hill rolling white toward some faint horizon, beautiful and bare."
For Seth and Laura, Veraci Pizza is the story of the little cart that could… and still does.