In this series of posts I am exploring what might be required to set colonialism behind us and create a country for our future children’s children’s children, all of us, human, loon, […]
Getting Our Land Back 3: Rivers of Place
Síya? Arrives
In slow motion, Síya? berries are bringing themselves down to us. This isn’t a fanciful idea. They really are. It’s exciting to watch. The excitement mounts!
Such a Fine Shimmer on the Fell!
Forget the trees, those weeds. Ridge after ridge, the buckled land is lit with a shimmering green flame.
The First Blooms of Brittle Prickly Pear
Even a dozen years back, this was rattlesnake territory. Then came the dynamite. We remember the lost spirits of the hill with flowers, these little fountains of molten snow. That’s what winter […]
Needle-and-Thread Grass in Flower
You know there is a little bit of the grassland left when you find some needle-and-thread grass on a hill. It’s almost invisible, but when the light is right, in the low […]
Rejoice: The Grass in the Okanagan is in Full Flower
Such healthy bunchgrass this year, in full flower. Glorious!
A Marmot and His Rocks
What do you think? Chance? Design? Or something to do with how marmots fit together in small spaces, in balanced proportions, the winter through, transferred into the “memory” left by two(?) bodies […]
In Cascadia, Metaphor is Colonialism at Work
As we work to express our identities as people of this land (as distinct from people who live on this land) … Chelan River … we do well to remember that the […]
Grassland Tours for the Okanagan?
Grass evolved to thrive in hot fire landscapes. Given that human activity has increased heat and fire … … across the planet … … shouldn’t we stop mowing grass and … … […]
Decolonizing the “Rivers” of Cascadia
This flow… … is mapped as “The Okanogan River.” It is a colonial term, yet certainly not the most egregious. I live near the top of its headwaters. Head of the Lake […]
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