It is a wave breaking on a shore. It is sifted by trees that hold the night within themselves. The sun enters the water, and shines from there. (In the image below, it catches a […]
It is a wave breaking on a shore. It is sifted by trees that hold the night within themselves. The sun enters the water, and shines from there. (In the image below, it catches a […]
Five days ago, I found a psychological diagram attached to a dropped hand-out for the truth and reconciliation process for creating healthy selves in adults who had suffered personal or cultural violence during Canada’s residential […]
Beauty is a signature that a human was present, using its bodily senses to measure the precise balances in a landscape and to align its body with them. Some beautiful early morning […]
When lakes take to the air, they get curious … …and I am glad (which is the completion of curiosity, in this odd binary language we are trying to converse in.) It […]
When people first looked out of this rock shelter in the Grand Coulee, there would have been no scree on the cliffs on the far shore of this ancient river, but there would […]
She’s beautiful. She has lonnnnnng grasshopper legs. And a sharp, beady eye like a packrat. See what I mean about the legs? She loves flowers, for sure, but she also has a […]
So much for a high water year. But if you were a duck, eh!
Sobbing water. Sad water (30 minutes from public sobbing). Sadder water. (32 minutes from open sobbing.) Happy water. Yay! Love a beaver today!
The blue bunch wheatgrass of the West, the signature grass of the Intermontane Grasslands, the beautiful one herself, stands straight and tall, until her seeds grow heavy and weigh her down, but […]
We don’t need lawn. Or gravel. But what about thyme? No mowing. No watering. The thyme below is just growing at the side of the road. Flowers for the bees! Something for the […]