… it is also a mouth. Spider Funnel in Old Growth Douglas Fir, Stamp River
When Home is an Eye…
American Dipper Among the Salmon
This is the bird that weaves the worlds of water, air and stone. It walks into the water and out of it again. To Dipper, these worlds are one. Deep under the […]
Indigenous or Aboriginal or Both or Neither, eh?
The Prime Minister of Canada, the colonial power in this space, spoke to the UN the other day about the need for Canada to reconcile itself with its aboriginal peoples. Notice that […]
Forest Salmon in the Salmon Forest
In a trickle of water among the ferns among the roots of a red cedar tree high above San Josef Bay, … a tiny salmon lives out its first year, hunting insects […]
The Heart of the Shuswap
Some rocks are sacred. The twins that allow water to reveal its spirit. The two halves of the heart. And what a spirit! Spirit on spirit on spirit. This red blood. The […]
The Art of Waiting
A spider waits for the wind. So does salsify. The spider wants to receive it. The salsify wants to become it. Is salsify a spider, or is spider salsify? The question is […]
Salmon Coming Home to the Rain
Chinook Salmon, Stamp River, Cascadia 17.9.17 A half hour after the skies broke at last with rain.
So Many Shades of Green!
Sumac turning before its time, in the smoky sun. I’d say she’s done this before.
Hidden Water in a Year of Drought
In a year of stress, everyone, from those ants to the right to the leaf miner that left its trail in this cottonwood leaf, is mining the last pools of spring water […]
I Said Hello, and Then…
My companions thought I was a little silly, but Raven circled back to say hello too, after that. The language of this land is worth learning, even in the smoke!
Okanagan Okanogan 