Here’s a plow rigged up with a three point hitch at Nespelem on the Colville Indian Administration lands. It’s a good lesson to contemplate, while I continue on my own walkabout.
Technology Isn’t Always the Answer
The Crooked Path to the Water
I’m off gathering for a spell. While I’m gone, here’s an image from the McNary National Wildlife Preserve (in the U.S. land claim), taken at a distance so the shotgun shell casings […]
A Young Black Widow and Her Beau
Dancing in the sun. Among the lettuce seeds caught on their way to the stars. A slow dance. Tra-la-la. In three dimensions, yet. That all took an hour. When the sun went […]
All the Suitors Lining Up for Love
I’ve been dealing with black widows in my summer kitchen for weeks. On the one hand, there are no bugs, so that’s nice. On the other hand, they can be a bit […]
11. Why I Do Not Call This a Canadian Story
You have probably noticed that I live in what is usually called “Canada”, a country claiming the northern half of North America. You’ve probably guessed that I travel on a Canadian passport. […]
10. A Black Market in the Similkameen
Let’s backtrack a bit, to see what might have brought a man to try to change orcharding culture in the Similkameen Valley, and in the process anger half the people and become […]
8. Calling Things By Their Right Names
Blind Creek, “the place of yellow flowers”, might indicate “rabbit brush…” …the bright, feathered sage that catches the sun in October and draws in jewelled bee flies, with their dense, brightly-coloured fur […]
6. Converting tmxʷulaxʷ into “Land” & “Person” and then Property
After watching the dowries of two women, Lucy Simla and Florence Louden, become transformed into ownership over the last 2 posts, today we’ll take a bit of time to track the continued […]
4. A Woman Loses Her Dowry at a Poker Game
In 1958, I was born into the tmʷwulaxʷ, a hundred years after it was enslaved as land and water. I lived first on an orchard above the Great Northern Railroad’s Similkameen Station and […]
2. Why This Book is Talking
This book is a grassland in written form. That is: it is a community of living beings in a geographic space created by grass, just as hemlocks and western red cedars create […]
Okanagan Okanogan 