Sometimes, you can avoid migration with a little help from your friends. After five days of cold, this robin did not want to move and let me get quite close. But with […]
Okanagan Lake is a deep inland fjord … …135 kilometres long… …full of a molten glacier 12,000 years old. The body of this glacier … … is composed of myriads of molten […]
Yesterday. Last night. Footsteps. Notice how they broke the lake (gasp). Trudge, trudge, trudge, trudge… Sometimes it got kinda wet. See what I mean about breaking the lake? Today. Philosophers at work.
Slim pickings. Migration has its fine points.
At 15 Below, all the little chickadees were in the weeds, and the hawk came by over my left shoulder at 1 metre altitude, seeing who it could spook. While it was […]
In this deep inland fjord, it’s often the case that the sun that elsewhere (so I am told) rises in the East actually first shows itself in the west, as you can […]
The sun rises in the east? No, not really. It materializes in the fog. Sure, objectively, the earth turns, and there the sun is, ta da, but, seriously, look: But is it […]
The whole idea of separating life into a taxonomy of species misses connection. A little water, some sage brush hills, a lone siya? and some Douglas firs peaking over from the Head […]
It used to be that Canada geese, those endearing and silly honkers, flew south to the United States for the winter, and then came back north. Now they honk around the Okanagan […]
Following the new deer trail uphill because the clouds are so beautiful today. Ah, the hawks are back. Here’s one looking for a marmot on Marmot Rock, on Marmot Hill. […]