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 […]
Cultural Evolution in a Post-Canadian Landscape
The Creation Stones of the Thompson River
For a map of the world, past, present and future, there is a stone at the high water line of the Thompson River. If you don’t find it, don’t worry. The […]
Green Water Doing its Green Thing
Blue water pours freely under the sun, white water rushes with gravity, grey water is polluted by human use, black water is water that could be there, according to the capacity of […]
Fire in the Similkameen
Things are burning up in the high country between Keremeos and the Pasayten wilderness. Here was the view Thursday morning, looking south from Olalla towards K Mountain. By 4 pm I left […]
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 […]
Otter Goes Surfing
You don’t need a board to surf. Pshaw. Use the tail, man. Stabilization, that’s the thing. Easy. And should you turn to stone… … or sand … Mother Otter Herself … well, […]
The Killer Whale That Swims Past Ozette Does Not Swim Alone
At Ozette, a man stands in the sea, up to his neck. A killer whale passes by. Actually, to read the story, you have to walk at low tide. Slowly, […]
Becoming Earth and Sea
Imagine, walking through your mind and finding yourself lying at your feet. There you are, washed over twice daily by the sea and twice by the sky. Western thought would call this […]
