Shuttleworth Creek winds for many miles up through the antelope brush and bunchgrass, into the pine forest, and deep into the mountains, covered in firs. With a bed of complex gravels and […]
Last night the waterways froze. Today the skies cleared. The sun came out. Yesterday I wrote a piece of history. It was exhausting. Today light says it better. Well, light and water. […]
This blog is about walking. Sometimes it’s about walking through myself, which is an environment and peering at stuff. A snake den, I suspect. I’m pretty sure (if I correctly remember the […]
I promised some thoughts on ecology today. I’ll post them tomorrow. To keep the intricacy of environment in mind, here’s a photograph of a clump of bunchgrass. Of the millions I have […]
Alexander von Humboldt, credited with first diagnosing global warming some eight generations ago, as well as the concept of Nature as “all that there is” and the living Earth, Gaia herself … […]
Last night, the Earth set between two oceans… … floating far above the city of Vernon. I walked among deer as the earth left, the deer slipped away, and… … the ocean […]
Whatdya think, winter’s coming? Fog rolling over the land? Fog drinking the last of the heat? Nope. It’s spring. December 1. Sagebrush buttercups. Doing their thing. Happy spring, everyone!
Let’s follow a word from the world, as it moves into our bodies and then through them into our social lives. Here is a well. A well, yes. It is a hole […]
The gulls, eh. Restless at dusk. Maybe they can show us a path away from the colonial mapped and fenced landscape. They do circle around, don’t they! Imagine the interlocking fields of […]
After the bold statement, the exploration. Canada is a colony and its poetry, science, transportation structures and administration are colonial. OK, that’s the statement. Now for the niggly bits. They concern themselves […]
