I thought of a labyrinth of labyrinths, of one sinuous spreading labyrinth that would encompass the past and the future and in some way involve the stars. -Jorge Luis Borges The Garden of Forking Paths (1942)
Native to volcanic soils of the Oregon Badlands, old growth junipers steadfastly remind us of the old ways. Elder shadows dating back a millennium, keep watch over ancient windblown volcanic ash, each grain comprising of human history.
A panoramic view of the Milky Way, Mount Bachelor, the Three Sisters, and Broken Top.
