Quail footsteps. Grass footsteps. Beautiful.
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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 […]
You don’t have to hear it to know that it is music. Nor does it have to be written in notation. It can be lived.
Ponderosa pines take this… … and make this… Let no one tell you that this is a desert. Let no one tell you that all water enters this land as rain or […]
The task is to provide young people with support for their energy and visions, and space for them to open them into physical and social expression. All young people have a need […]
Some waves are wet… Some are dry. Water is a form of collection of this energy, not its substance. It is its pooling. Rivers are its flow — both of the energy and […]
Not when it combines with water. Or with wind. Then it flows like water. With a spring of light added to it. We begin here in this land. Then we go further. […]