I am not angry. I am sad. My elders taught me that these were cat tails. They taught me that poetry was a fairy tale. They taught me that these were swamp […]
I am not angry. I am sad. My elders taught me that these were cat tails. They taught me that poetry was a fairy tale. They taught me that these were swamp […]
Every yellow clover waits for five minutes as a star of birds. When the birds leave, it leaves with them now.
I saw something beautiful today. Want to see? Just follow my footsteps. Trudge trudge trudge. Here we go… Before the snow comes, the grass is dense. It sways in the wind. Just […]
The difference in colour between the air in the foreground and the background of this image looking from Bella Vista (surely a misnomer) to Okanagan Landing and the Commonage in Vernon yesterday […]
Snow everywhere, right? Whew! Actually no. Around 20% of the land has no snow at all. There’s a whole world down there! Here’s the entrance to a weasel’s den. Here’s the sun […]
I went looking for light. In a grey world, it was all in the red osier dogwoods, stəktəkcxʷlɬp, the purifier, the beloved of moose. I spent some time with it as it turned […]
In keeping with my conviction that we would do better to build things than tear them down, I would like to propose a new form of civilization in the Okanagan Valley. By […]
It doesn’t. If I look from my house towards the western shore of Okanagan Lake, I see this. The land has been burnt, slashed by logging roads, scarred by development and turned into an […]
Note, how the land folds 15 centimetres of snow inside itself. Note how the pale colours created by the sun in summer amplify it in the winter. Well, if you can even […]
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