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 […]
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 […]
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 […]
Long before you see, you are seen. In fact, “seeing” is to enter the “seen” space. The buck below saw me, long, long before I saw him, but when I saw him […]
The Okanagan Valley in which I live is sold as a place of beauty and purity in the midst of a wilderness. This project has been underway for about 125 years. The […]
