The Earth, as a landscape architect sees it. A landscape architect enjoying the view. What is of no interest. He puts his back to it.
If you plant a maple tree in the Okanagan Valley, pretty soon the place starts to look like Canada. And if you plant a bunch of other colourful things, it looks like […]
This is the time of year when the grass only intermittently catches the light. Its ability, however, to combine visual and emotional parts of the observing human mind, is wondrous. These effects […]
Look at the filberts in my garden, hanging out their catkins. For them, the great push has begun. This is their springing up, their spring. And here on the hill is the […]
It would be easier to plant grass. The last garden boxes lasted seven years. Time for a refit!
I had an unusual start in life. When the sky got like this at this time of year (and even darker at solstice), I was out pruning fruit trees, like this apple […]
The twisted, reaching trees… … from whom we learned our bodies … … reflect in the water, just as we reflect in them. And there in the mind and all the deep […]
When picking rose hips… … pick the ones that offer themselves to you. Those are the good ones. You’ll know which ones. The others are just mean. This is actually a syilx […]
The time for playing in the woods is over. So many powerful dreams end with the wonder and practical reality of the frost. But then a new door opens. One becomes attuned […]
The great medicinal being, stektektsxwíIhp, aka red osier dogwood or red willow (be careful with that; more than one plant bears that name), reveals her anti-inflammatory secrets when her leaves stop making […]