If you were a sage bush, you would think of ideas coming in groups of three. Lots of groups of three. In fact, you wouldn’t even notice you were doing that.
Plant a maple tree. Plant it beside a road. Roads collect water. Roads shed water. Ditches, which line roads, collect water. Or maybe they’re just barren spaces, and just for show and […]
The earth is a rotary engine. Pinegrass and Interior Douglas Fir Its electrodes are alive. Great Basin Giant Rye Here are the batteries. Siya? Let’s live. Cat Mint Let’s risk that.
Time for tea. Mmmm! Mysteriously, the limestone solidifying in the quarry spring is the same colour. Fantastic!
These are clouds. Just a bit of Okanagan bedrock, yes, but, yes, clods , or clouds. Here are some more clouds, or clods, clots and thickenings. Just a few clouds torn by […]
Remember my green grapes? That tasted, I promised, like lemons? Because until they turn colour, grapes are little suns made out of citric acid —so, like lemons, right? Well, I picked some. Those […]
When the big (failed) subdivision was put in on the slope above my house, the road fill was seeded with blue bunch wheatgrass, the signature grass of this grassland. Slowly some big […]
I know, I know, Chinese elms are a weed. They grow well here, though. Their flowers feed spring birds. In turn, those flowers have a zillion seeds … … and pop up […]
We know who makes the best summer apple pies. Here she is, the summer pie maker. She was born in Russia 220 years ago. Look how young she looks in my garden. Here […]
Isn’t it fine to climb out of the sedges of the wetlands … … and the bunchgrasses of the drylands just above them… … into the pine grass high up …. … […]