Purity is charming, but … …this is what this syilx land teaches. It is irrelevant if the cattle industry has labeled this a noxious weed. More fertilization of flowers = more children […]
With Multiplicity There is More for All
Open Call for PhD Students in Earth Language
As a boy, I was taught summers like this. Llandwyn Bay, Anglesey, Wales Thanks to the Welsh Government’s care for this area under Area of Outstanding Natural Beauty protection, anyone can visit […]
Rocky Mountains Go Home Now, Eh
In order to build more houses like this, with lots of rock because Canada likes the very distant Rocky Mountains a lot … … and with a vineyard to draw people in […]
The Environment is the Message
So. There’s a planet. And a bunch of apes on it. And they try to save the other apes. The best they can think of is to build a large concrete and […]
Placer Mining the Grasslands
I’ve never seen a mariposa lily growing uphill from a stone. Uphill from a sagebrush, yes, but not a stone. They need well-drained soil, which means they grow best where water, snow […]
The Artwork of the Forest Floor
Well, not art, exactly. It is through these structures of synapses in compound webs that a forest thinks. Balance is all. Colour too. And look how a random imbalance thrusts the energy […]
When it Comes to Photography, Humans are Children
Photography in the fog is a dim affair. Sand does it better than pixels. Well, sand and tide going out. Five-dimensional photography! You could lose your self here on Ruby Beach and […]
A Biological Mind is Not a Sears Roebuck Catalogue, or The Joy of Driftwood
It’s cool to be a biological critter and to see the world through body images. Here are some bodies sharing the day at Rialto Beach. When a body falls, a beam and […]
The First Net Maker is the Sea
Floats and everything. Human creativity is often only an act of environmental-belonging, like a grouse hiding its chicks in grass. It is the act of using the eyes as fingers for the […]
The Feathered People of the Grass
The hen walks in the open, keeping her eye on you. Her chick passes through the grass, within her burbling call of warning. Without boundaries that manipulate the hidden and revealed and […]
Okanagan Okanogan 