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Chris Clarke
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Nature & environment writer, desert conservation advocate, occasionally notorious blogger.
Nature & environment writer, desert conservation advocate, occasionally notorious blogger.

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Tonight, in dog class, a big unruly unaltered male kept getting in her face. I don’t know what her life was like before the pound and the rescue, but I have some guesses. One of those guesses: she had to defend herself against unfriendly dogs. She is…

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At 80th and East 14th, ragged tents line the sidewalk. Last time I was there, they weren’t. Comfortable men talk over coffee at the Alameda Natural Grocery: a friend flipped a 2-bedroom for 750K. New logos have bloomed on the high-rises. A decade since I…

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In the dark and the ancient creosote, something has pulled the dog taut at the far end of her leash. A coyote then, affecting nonchalance. It lingers, then ventures out to the road, backlit, then stops. It is warm, despite the dark. A smell of dust, of…

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In retrospect, I must have been under for a very long time, until long after I tired of splitting my fingernails on the underside of the ice. Until I forgot what it was to have lungs that didn’t ache, forgot how it felt not to bleed warmth into the abyss.…

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In what’s being called the most important discovery in the history of planetology, the National Aeronautics and Space Administration announced today that it has confirmed the existence of a habitable, Earth-like planet in the solar system. The planet,…

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I dreamed last night that I was working on a new project, a grass-roots environmental mapping, aerial photography, advocacy, and art endeavor. It worked like this: we’d take a drone and abundant battery recharging capability out to a plot of desert that…

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I want to go back to this little place I know, on the east side of Route 14 in Mojave, California called Reno’s Coffee Shop. I had homemade turkey soup there once two days after Thanksgiving. The waitress apologized. It would be turkey soup for days, she…

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Thing one. My colleague Matt and I were sitting in the shade of a black locust on a Southern California Indian reservation week before last, watching some dogs. The dogs were boisterous mutts who’d found a family to watch over them after white people had…

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Imagine we found a country the size of France covered in ancient forest, where trees a century old were mere saplings just getting started, where the oldest sprouted when near-mythical monsters roamed the landscape. Imagine visiting this country, standing…

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