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A map is a device for locating oneself in space. Here’s an old map of early Okanogan County. Obviously, a map also orients one in time. Note as well, that the map […]
The land has stories. To say “Hawk hunting chickadees on the edge of The Vineyard at the Rise in Vernon” is not the land’s story. That is the story of a mapped […]
This week, I’d like to look at how we might extend the notion of map-making to read the environment in ways that release opportunities that are currently blocked by contemporary maps. In […]
Sometimes, you can avoid migration with a little help from your friends. After five days of cold, this robin did not want to move and let me get quite close. But with […]
Okanagan Lake is a deep inland fjord … …135 kilometres long… …full of a molten glacier 12,000 years old. The body of this glacier … … is composed of myriads of molten […]
Yesterday. Last night. Footsteps. Notice how they broke the lake (gasp). Trudge, trudge, trudge, trudge… Sometimes it got kinda wet. See what I mean about breaking the lake? Today. Philosophers at work.
Slim pickings. Migration has its fine points.
At 15 Below, all the little chickadees were in the weeds, and the hawk came by over my left shoulder at 1 metre altitude, seeing who it could spook. While it was […]
Canada is a place that buys bamboo sticks and rods and posts and stakes from China so we can hold up our tomato plants and gladioli and other fine and lovely things […]
In this deep inland fjord, it’s often the case that the sun that elsewhere (so I am told) rises in the East actually first shows itself in the west, as you can […]
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