Here are some apple blossoms, sweet as can be.Here are some after the weaver ants got at them. They eat out the core to get at the nectar. Bees are gentler about […]
Here are some apple blossoms, sweet as can be.Here are some after the weaver ants got at them. They eat out the core to get at the nectar. Bees are gentler about […]
Art is usually discussed in terms of galleries and stages and mp3 files and writing. Yesterday I talked about pruning trees as art. Just click here, if you missed it. I’ll expand on […]
At the beginning of April? Yes? No? Well, here they are again, as April opens into the light. April 4, 2014 … Harold has gone to photograph bluebirds! And just a few days back? […]
I found a rich community of biscuit root growing on a scree slope. They’re hard to harvest there (which is, likely, why they’re still there), but they love it. Beautiful Biscuit Root […]
Pulp Fiction Coffee House, Kelowna What? Who? Where? Whaaa? Click here. All will be revealed. When? Aha … 7pm. Monday May 12. What? I read my stuff. The audience reads their stuff. Perfect. […]
Grass is simple. It stands up, it falls down under the snow, and it stands up again. Wait. That’s not simple, is it. Na. But it is beautiful. It’s not the GDP […]
Yellow Cabbage White in the Forsythia My Father-in-Law Gave me 3 Years Ago Thanks, Corky!
What you plant is part of an interspecies conversation between plants and plants and plants and people. At the same time that the saskatoons are subtly blooming on the hills, the magnolias […]
The hills are bright with saskatoons. Isn’t that fine! They have the scent of pear blossoms. If you haven’t smelled pear blossoms lately, well, they smell like fresh cream and wildflower […]
Hunting for wild asparagus. Down below the old canal. In the place between orchards and sagebrush. Time to pick asparagus for a woman whose husband used to drive her up there. […]