A gopher mound cools the earth by making a trail of bare-soil seed-beds that hold the snow and reflect light and heat. The plants that sprouted there in September need that cover […]
Getting Intimate With Global Cooling Processes
Slow Glaciers, Cows, Deer, Lichen and Poetry Making a New Hydrology Together
A mysterious rock near the top of the hill. Here’s the hill in the smoke last fall. Looks dry, huh. We’re going up to the top of the bare patch at the […]
Okanagan Mountain in the Sky
Here is where the wind changes on Okanagan Lake. These are late afternoon pictures. In the morning, the water beyond this point was silver. Not like water-that-had-a-silver-colour but silver. The light was […]
The Power of Stone
It is good to state the obvious. Stones are hard. They are solid. This give them force. When enough of them get together, it gives them gravity, and a tension between […]
Beauty, Renewal and the Salmon of Shuttleworth Creek in the Fight Against Global Warming
Shuttleworth Creek winds for many miles up through the antelope brush and bunchgrass, into the pine forest, and deep into the mountains, covered in firs. With a bed of complex gravels and […]
Earth: Wetland of the Solar System
Last night the waterways froze. Today the skies cleared. The sun came out. Yesterday I wrote a piece of history. It was exhausting. Today light says it better. Well, light and water. […]
Where Ocean, Earth and Air are One
Last night, the Earth set between two oceans… … floating far above the city of Vernon. I walked among deer as the earth left, the deer slipped away, and… … the ocean […]
December is Springtime in the Okanagan
Whatdya think, winter’s coming? Fog rolling over the land? Fog drinking the last of the heat? Nope. It’s spring. December 1. Sagebrush buttercups. Doing their thing. Happy spring, everyone!
Reading Penn Kemp and the World: The Role of Poetry in Civic Planning
Let’s follow a word from the world, as it moves into our bodies and then through them into our social lives. Here is a well. A well, yes. It is a hole […]
In and Out of Colonial Canada on the Path of the Gulls
The gulls, eh. Restless at dusk. Maybe they can show us a path away from the colonial mapped and fenced landscape. They do circle around, don’t they! Imagine the interlocking fields of […]
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