On Saturday, I joined the archaeological Society of Central Oregon on a field trip east of Burns. We traveled to an area used by the Paiute tribe for harvesting edible plants, it was also the site of a root digging camp. It was very interesting to learn about all the edible plants on the high desert plateau, and to have the archaeologist to explain the history of the area. We were able to sample many of the edible roots and tubers.
Members of ASCO and our archeologist guide
Allium (wild onion)
Bitterroot is edible just before it blooms.
There are over nine varieties of lomation in this area. We sampled biscuit root and Indian carrot. The archaeologists told us one of the lomation varieties had a little tiny round of brown pellets for the roots; the Paiute name for that lomation translated to deer poop plant.
At the root camp site, we found many artifacts, including obsidian points and flakes, and a metate and mano ( used for grinding roots and grains). This is an archaeological site, so of course we only looked. This site was abandoned when the highway was put in too close.
On Sunday, my friend Hanne and I hiked in the Badlands east of Bend.
We were thrilled to see so many wildflowers blooming.
Dwarf monkeyflower is tiny and prolific, it is a bright fuchsia color.
Today is Memorial Day, when we remember the brave men and women who sacrificed so much to serve in the armed forces. I attended a memorial service for my friend Lee, who passed away from a brain aneurysm several weeks ago. He served with honor in the Navy, and was in awarded a medal for his bravery during the evacuation of troops after the fall of Hanoi during the Vietnam war. Lee was a lively and interesting man who loved music and loved his family.
A short memorial sermon was given by a minister who looks like a cross between a hippie and a biker. His words were moving and heartfelt. I later learned that he was Lee’s son-in-law, who felt called to minister to the street gangs in the Portland area. So a good reminder for me to remember to not be judgmental, and that the gospel and words of wisdom can come from many different types of people. Lee’s daughter sang Lee’s favorite gospel song, In The Garden.
This Memorial Day, remembering those who lost their lives to keep us free.