Here’s how the earth came to be alive up on the hill. Spider Making the Most of Invasive Knapweed Here’s how the earth came to be dying up the hill. An investment […]
Harold Rhenisch
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Wild Bees Going Wild
Wasps, bees, hornets, bumblebees, beetles, ants, butterflies … everyone is out in the wild cherries today. Nobody is in the orchards ten feet away. And not one single domesticated bee in sight. Look at […]
Want to See Something Beautiful?
Look at these guys! Knapweed Root Weevils Going to Town Knapweed, the scourge of the West, the plant from Hell (well, Stalingrad), has met its match, thanks to a pest importation program. […]
The Future Economy is Here
On Friday (click), I mentioned that the future is here. Now. Not tomorrow. Not on the second Tuesday after the signing of the Keystone Pipeline Accord. Right now. Look up. There it […]
Making the Future Now
Two days ago, I spoke about the great lie that lies behind contemporary economics. It involves a fruit marketing company, originally designed to erase lies but now in the thick of them, […]
Ring-Necked Pheasant
Good news! The ring-necked pheasant up on the hill has two hens. Here he is. The hens are going to fly up in front of me a couple minutes later. Ring-Necked Pheasant […]
Death and Life in the Springtime
There are two ways of dealing with pests that are eating your crops. The first is human. It involves death. Before humans singled it out, there was only life. Death is the […]
True Green and False Economy
What passes for environmentally sound practices today are deep reflections of an economic system, but they’re not green, and they’re not going to ensure either the survival of the earth or of […]
Rebuilding Vineyard Culture Rock by Rock
The world is opening after the months of lying hidden inside buds and roots. Here in the Okanagan, this is what the grapes are looking like this week… However, there are […]
It is So Good to be Home
I now have two homes on this earth. Just look at them both in this spring full of light. First, my home in the middle of the North Atlantic … Spring […]

