The hips of the wild rose are red so that we will see them, pick them, and carry their seeds with us. Other people, like deer and birds, are targeted in the […]
The hips of the wild rose are red so that we will see them, pick them, and carry their seeds with us. Other people, like deer and birds, are targeted in the […]
My dear Siya? She ends the year by holding still. She wakes midwinter, without stirring. She starts the year by holding still. Very still. She has woven a basket to catch you, […]
Sure, some forests are 70 metres tall and live for 1,000 years. Some are 50 centimetres tall, maybe 60, and live for 6,000 years and counting. Both the words “grassland” and “forest” […]
A shore is that place where water breaking in waves creates a sound that speaks of arrival, for both those coming from the water and those waiting on the land. The arrival, […]
Two important issues are getting airtime on CBC Radio these days. For those of you who don’t know Canada, the CBC (the Canadian Broadcasting Corporation) represents the federal and royal governments of […]
Look at the filberts in my garden, hanging out their catkins. For them, the great push has begun. This is their springing up, their spring. And here on the hill is the […]
The twisted, reaching trees… … from whom we learned our bodies … … reflect in the water, just as we reflect in them. And there in the mind and all the deep […]
When picking rose hips… … pick the ones that offer themselves to you. Those are the good ones. You’ll know which ones. The others are just mean. This is actually a syilx […]
The time for playing in the woods is over. So many powerful dreams end with the wonder and practical reality of the frost. But then a new door opens. One becomes attuned […]
The trees of Cascadia are ancient, yet so new compared to the mountains… yet it is the mountains, living, that the trees watch. St. Elias Mountains, Cascadia These change power the biogregion. […]