Because this is a country built around a mix of public and private property, and built especially upon long-distance communication from across the continent and the oceans, the dominance of transportation ensures […]
Today, sober reflection. Tomorrow, a celebration. Kind of a small difference, eh. When the 5,000-year-old rattlesnake den on the hill was blasted away to make room for the luxury view homes the […]
What a world we live in. Once, there was a shamanic landscape. If you walked out into the grass, you were in a wind that blew off the stars. The old stories […]
There are selves daringly left out for view to be walked over in series. Lessons in the primacy of biology in Canadian culture are learned young. With great effort, they are built […]
Well, the money has been spent and the yard has been cleaned up all spiffy like. We’re still forty years from mature Okanagan landscaping. Decorative cedars, chewed by deer and dear to […]
… remember that dragonflies like it when they’re up in the dry grass. It would be good to figure out why. Is it because wasp hunters like the yellow clover? Dunno. Ma’am, […]
Look at this vetch, with its spherical black seed, poised to capture the energy from a small gravity drop and translate it into a burrowing hide under the vetch stalks and the […]
We all need a place to live. In the world of creativity, there’s a place for everyone. If not, you can make one out of stuff lying around. Bridge and highway material […]
It’s a random name. We could call it The Leather Tree, or Tree of the Blue Flame, or Sourbush, but Staghorn it is, romantic as all get out, but why? Is it […]
The approach. The landing. The dance. The departure. And then the sun goes down. But then it comes up again. Very fun. Whee. ~ For my friend Theresa, who’s wondering today […]
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