Even in the Okanagan Valley, it dawns water, not light. Rattlesnake Island and Squally Point, looking south. That’s what these deep troughs are for.
Even in the Okanagan Valley, it dawns water, not light. Rattlesnake Island and Squally Point, looking south. That’s what these deep troughs are for.
I was writing a week ago how the stone in the Basalt Sea where I live breaks apart along fracture lines that reveal, over and over again, faces. For some reason, stone […]
Commonly, we say that plants “spring” up or grow in the ‘spring,” but look at siya? here. All she is doing is following the sun, and being drawn out by it like […]
Home again! It’s the tree swallows, hungry and flying high. Just back yesterday after a long journey. They nest in the trees that thread through the shadows, but live in the […]
In the valley that raised me and gave me my children, the old volcanic country of the Similkameen, filled with the gravel glaciers gouged out of the Okanagan to the east, the […]
When a breeze shifts the old cat tail stalks, the energy skin on the water kinks, again and again. Water remembers each kink. Then the greater memory kicks in and the energy […]
Snow that has dropped down through the thatch has touched the earth and is carrying it back to the sky.
Look at Okanagan Lake project itself into the sky, as a cloudless space. Storm is trying to move in from the west (and from the northeast), with no luck. Terrace Mountain, in […]
In the night, it snows, but in the morning … … ta da! The warmth begins.
When the weather is cool, spring is what you make of it. The red oregon grape leaves among the poison ivy berries I found growing along Kalamalka Lake, are attracting warm light, […]