A couple weeks ago, I told you about a hole that frequently appeared in the clouds above the city of Coldstream. Here’s a picture of it taken five days ago… The image […]
A Practical Experiment in Applied Grassland Meandering
We had an inspiring discussion in Kelowna the other night. https://okanaganokanogan.wordpress.com/wp-admin/post.php?post=35870&action=edit One of the things that came out of it was a conversation on the work being done to bring back the […]
Come Join the Discussion on Visual Culture on Tuesday, December 5
Where: Alternator Centre for the Arts Time: 6-8 p.m. Date: Tuesday. This Tuesday. December 5. I hope you can come and take part in a discussion about the visual culture of the […]
Falling Through the World into the Sun
When I was four years old, I walked around skies like this, for fear of falling through the world. Now I walk around them, carefully, so I don’t disturb the mind that […]
Rainbow Snow Above the Okanagan
Well, this is new weather for me. But I love it. Iridescent Clouds, December 3, 2017, 16:15, Looking West over Okanagan Lake Here is the big picture. Snow in the sky! Great […]
The Teachings of Water
When I look into the water I see blurred shapes. Or do I? Are they not, rather, revealed ones? Is this not a message from my body? Is it not the intersection […]
Qanats for the Okanagan
Late afternoon in the grasslands. November. Light’s almost gone. Cloud everywhere. Nothing much to look at here. Zzzz. Or, maybe there is. Have a look just down the trail. The guys building […]
Vertical Lakes, Subsoil Dams and the Bear’s Cold Storage
There was forty centimetres of snow on this draw a couple weeks ago. Don’t think it’s all gone. The shade on the south western slope is keeping it damp in the soil, […]
A Sky Map of the City of Coldstream
Downtown Coldstream, on the valley bottom north of Kalamalka Lake, is the hole in the centre of this map of clouds. The ribbed clouds below it are the eastern edge of its […]
Okanagan Woman and Magic
Strange, the things that come in the mail all on their own. There I was reading over coffee, looking over a manuscript about this valley, and thinking about the mail. So I […]

