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Northern Plainsing Summer 2024

I’m on site at the University of North Dakota this week for professional work and research. While on site, walking across the campus mall, it was a pleasure to see the memorial tree of the late Joel Jonientz, professor of art and design who, in the inscription of his eternal self descriptor, always “loved a bad plan.” Other phrases that come to mind when recalling Joel (he and I interacted directly like 2-5 times in the course of us walking the earth at the same time): “You wanna know how you accomplish something?” This was a rhetorical line of questioning from Joel. He said this to me in like February of 2013 while we were at a high top table at the used-to-be HoDo, now the remodeled BlarneyStone in downtown Fargo. This as we were ramping up with collaborators to carry forward the first global Punk Archaeology Un-Conference at the historic and since bulldozed Sidestreet Tavern (one finds as the decades proceed, one is saying “the old one, not the new one” a lot more and more). He’d follow this by saying something to the effect of, “Ninety-eight percent of it is will power. That’s it.” Not all in one big shot will power. Like sustained will power. Willing power, making incremental gains, sometimes of the magnitude that could be similarly gauged by clipping a hang nail.

Anyhow, some description of the landscape architecture and my own mental point of entry where Joel’s memorial tree resides. The tree itself is a silver maple. I rant the tree image through the PictureThis app on the iPhone. Joel (and the ripple effect of his collaborators) liked detail. So here is some detail. The silver maple is also known as soft maple, water maple, river maple, white maple, creek maple. The latter name, the creek maple, is fitting, as his memorial and this tree is planted near English Coulee (aka creek; and aka “English” as in a departmental discipline) on UND’s campus. The Latin (“It’s a dead language!”) name is Acer saccharinum. It is one of the most common deciduous tress in the United States and southeast Canada. So hardiness zones of 5-9, sustaining Fahrenheit temps from -4 to 100 degrees. It can get vertical from 5-9 stories high. I looked up and snapped this photo of the canopy that arches out over the sweet granite memorial to Joel. It’s okay to lay in the grass and look up at tree canopies.

Also, there are several families of geese with their teenage geese offspring hanging out around the English creek. This just east of the Hughes Fine Arts Center (same Hughes namesake fellow of the Hughes Junior High I attended in the early 1990s in Bismarck — he invented or popularized some kind of electric stove for the world).


Biking Back to Work

After lunch today, I decided to bike back to work. Non-motorized bike. It was good. I’ve been around the sun well over 45 times, now, and the lure of incremental healthy (and fun) decisions has overridden any other decisions that seemed to intersect with the metabolic rate of my 20s and 30s. I’ve also been recalling in my memory some time ago hearing the phrase, “Well, every 7 years we are somebody different than we were 7 years prior.” That also links up with the understandable IRS requirement of retaining 7 years of records (kind of non-related aside). While on my ride, I was thinking about where I was 7 years ago, on the planet, and frame of mind. It indeed was different. None of which really is necessary to go into here (maybe it’s kind of secular spiritual for everyone to think of where they were 7 years ago, keeping it to themselves of their own record).

While pumping the pedals of the bike, I also enjoyed how much more audible the urban setting is from historic downtown Bismarck to the Missouri River front (audible even while my bluetooths allowed me to hear Ray Cappo discuss his spiritual journey through India in the early 1980s and such).

Photo below is from the Chief Looking Village overlook (Chief Looking Village was one of several interconnected Mandan-Hidatsa villages circa 1500s). In the photo you can see the horizontal light blue Interstate 94 bridge that spans the Missouri River at Bismarck (check out the Missouri River Heritage Mural on the visible pier at left). In the distance, with all the floating cranes, you can see the Ames contractors of BNSF, the floating cranes, as they are ramming pilings into the river to build a new rail bridge that can accommodate stacked rail cars for all those one-click Amazon orders that bring stuff from the Pacific World to Chicago, and everywhere in between. Once finished, BNSF will disassemble the 1905 bridge superstructure and the 1883 rail bridge piers (they were built with Minnesota granite). It will change the landscape viewshed of the river. Off in the distance of this photo, mid-right, you can see little dots on the horizon butte. Those little dots are the 1930s Civilian Conservation Corps reconstructions of the 1870s Fort McKeen/Fort Abraham Lincoln (today’s busiest state park in all of North Dakota). Bottom center you can also see the contour of a mountain bike trail, one of many that our Burleigh County Bicycle Cult friends maintain for everyone’s overland bicycling pleasure.