Between darkness and light …… the great trickster let me come close …… between darkness and light. His message was this:Reading those words is a journey between worlds.
Between darkness and light …… the great trickster let me come close …… between darkness and light. His message was this:Reading those words is a journey between worlds.
Changes in language are created by girls as they pass through puberty. Who better to names these berries than the syilx girls who traditionally picked them, between the birds, and the deer? […]
Back in the Cold War, this was one of the most secure sites in the world, bristling with anti-aircraft defences against a nuclear first strike. Now it’s a dry hill beside an alfalfa field. It […]
Rock (and marmots)… … rock and water … …the thing that makes them similar is you. Here, the same signature shows up again, in an old gold mine in Conconully. Fascinating, isn’t […]
When the tension of light on the surface of water is randomly broken, the water no longer looks like water. The random patterns are more attractive to the human mind. It’s because […]
Unfortunately, he practiced phenomenological philosophy (PPP! whew!) instead.
Most trees in the Okanogan and the Okanagan are scrub growth that grew up after the land that was the people was ethnically cleansed to create wilderness. The pines below, victims of last […]
Johann Gottlieb Fichte, inventor of the personal identity that, stolen by the romantics and rewired like Frankenstein you are making use of to browse through these words, said this: That’s how it […]
This is a reclaimed grassland, seeded to reinforce a pile of dirt pushed together to build a house on. All very environmentally sensitive and respectful. This is what it looks like when […]
It would be beautiful if we taught the children of the Okanagan and the Okanogan that in our country grass doesn’t compost and make food for worms. Actually, this is a story […]