This is not indigenous land. This is one of the main spiritual centres of my country, the Similkameen Valley. To call it indigenous, or native, land, is to adopt the words that […]
The Mysterious Similkameen
Here where the glaciers ground each other to a halt and ate down into the earth instead, the Apex volcanic complex meets the North Cascades. After so many millions of years, they’re […]
Apples Make Their Own Heat
Here’s my Spigold opening up last week. Note how the sun drew the leaves out quickly, but the flowers take their time, drawn out more slowly by the heat their fur traps […]
Gold Finch Gardeners and Foodies
A male and three female American goldfinches stopped by the other day. The females had a go at the red orach, this lovely salad amaranth. But who am I to complain? They […]
Every Apricot Begins Neither Male Nor Female
Those are for the bees, More important, is the ovary within its frilly, protective leaf, and the stamens attached to it. As you can see, they’re very much alive. It’s not the […]
The Sun by Any Other Name…
… is an apricot blossom. Look at the invisible sun cupped within those petals! Too bad it was opium traders who brought them to England from China and sold them as “fruit” […]
Of Apricots and Organic Time
She’s a lovely one, Apricot. She lures me. I have a body that is eager to be lured. The blossoms are so pretty and smell so sweet. Finding fruit, and caring for it, is […]
Cowboys and Indians
In 1847, it was the Cayuse on the ridgeline, with the lightning flaring from their appaloosa’s eyes and their water monsters painted on their bodies, and early American settlers on the flats […]
Gardening in the Petro State…Is that Possible?
How do we save the planet? By planting rocks in our gardens to “prevent global warming?” Isn’t that murder? Or by planting rhubarb? The second garden is mine, across the road from […]
Gardening in the Land of Peak Oil
How do we save the planet? By planting rocks in our gardens to “prevent global warming?” Isn’t that murder? Or by planting rhubarb? The second garden is mine, across the road from […]
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