It doesn’t. If I look from my house towards the western shore of Okanagan Lake, I see this. The land has been burnt, slashed by logging roads, scarred by development and turned into an […]
Note, how the land folds 15 centimetres of snow inside itself. Note how the pale colours created by the sun in summer amplify it in the winter. Well, if you can even […]
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Let us praise even the cold. The terrible, iron cold. Let us give way and accept the story no more … … that the cold holds the land in its grip. […]
Look at the wonder that is bunchgrass. In this country in which snow falls and soon evaporates into the air, the amount of water a plant can keep from either flowing away […]
Quail footsteps. Grass footsteps. Beautiful.
Look at how the wind and water are building the land at the mouth of Vernon Creek. Look at how little Canada deserves this lake. Yup, it’s the time of shame […]
You tell me. That’s their houses up above, and some beautiful ice drifting in. Below, is Okanagan Lake the next day after the wind did its thing all night long. I have […]
Look at the shapes water freezes in when it freezes over pebbles. The pebbles create an image of themselves on the underside of the ice… which melting follows, and air, which re-freezes […]
They just don’t see in colour. Darkness, what’s it to them? What’s it to us? Everything? Do we look into the light to see its boundary with darkness? Plants react to […]
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