There is ancient stone. There are dead (grey) lichens, thriving orange and yellow ones, and some green ones doing very well. There are flakes of stone that have broken off, scattering the […]
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There is ancient stone. There are dead (grey) lichens, thriving orange and yellow ones, and some green ones doing very well. There are flakes of stone that have broken off, scattering the […]
When you enter a story, the story is changed by your entrance. Here in the Thompson, we pass a juniper and a boulder, cross paths with a young pine, and approach the […]
T’kemlips Blessings to you and all your relations in this time of people rising from the earth.
The big, majestic and oh-so-cheeky pileated woodpecker loves to peck away at poplars, including the aspens below. Pileated Woodpecker Chopping Wood at The Painted Chasm Every one of those aspen trunks (and […]
Before I went away wandering through the sacred canyons of the nlaka’pamux and secwepemc illahie, we were talking about crosses, and how as a technology they stopped the flow of energy and […]
At the head of the Chasm, right below where the cascade of the melting ice sheet fell 12,000 years ago, in the dawn light of spring, a golden man with horns appears […]
I’ve been on a journey. The journey is the coming home. It is the story. It is the going forward to come back. Every spring, the Earth changes the story. Every spring […]
Rule 1. Public Space is Created by Walls Within Public Space. This is called private space. 2. Sometimes a Tree Planted on Public Space Has to Be Killed to Create Private Space […]
Yellow-Bellied Marmot, Nicola Lake Pretty early, I’d say. I wonder what it knows.
I promised to talk about plants, as a form of stopping a run. Yeah, a run. Very great stuff. Like this. The Rhine, Looking Southeast to the Lorelei, the Siren’s Rock If […]