The plum in blossom… … becomes music in the wind. The Síya? in blossom … … is the music of bushes cast across a scree slope. West of Olalla The break in […]
Every Sentence is a Map of the World
Harold Rhenisch
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The Role of a Post Colonial Literature in Canada
It is possible to have a stream that is dry, that is nonetheless still a stream. The land teaches that. It teaches that “streaming” is not a function of water but that, […]
The Earth is Our Teacher, But What Does She Teach?
In school we were taught that a teacher was someone who showed us how things are in the world. Really, it was someone who gave us letters and a means of turning […]
They Call it a King Bloom…Huh.
Given that it’s mostly female, maybe “queen” would be better? Apple Blossoms in Keremeos (12 hours before the snow) Life is risk. It is these first, strong, dominant blooms that commercial orchards […]
It’s Lambs Quarter Time!
Farming is tough. The weeds grow. Look at these lambs quarters take over the world! But, reallllly look at them. Mmmmmm. Instead of a field of trouble, it’s a crop, better than […]
Human and Inhuman Beings in the Grassland
Here is a sumac that has closed off the light to others and opened into the light it keeps to itself. Here is an applied Homo sapiens idea of how this might […]
The Power of Shadows
Butterflies are shadows. Simple to prove. Here’s a leaf shading rock. And a whole flock of shadow butterflies. They’re not the only shadows. The Síya? twigs below are shadows of the past. […]
The Thing About Leaves
Leaves don’t hang from trees and trees don’t look like this: They look like this: Cottonwood Leaves are drawn out of the trees by the sun. Gravity might pull them down … […]
The End of an Invasive Species, or Evolution in Action
Dalmation toadflax is a nasty weed (but pretty) and does nothing in the valley (except get eaten by cows who have eaten all the native plants and be a herbal cure and […]
Beauty and the Feast
The mountains have bloomed for Easter. Beautiful Arrow-leafed Balsam Root! Beats me why the whole city doesn’t shut down and take to the hills. And yet, for all that gorgeous display, the […]
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