It’s time for sagebrush buttercup. Look at her bloom, even though she started in November and got blasted by the deep cold of February. Sagebrush Buttercup with a precious ball of deer […]
Sagebrush Buttercup’s Wisdom
The Exquisite Choreography of Natural Intelligence
Ah, the patterns of the snow and water in the grass as they blow around in the winds of the sun. Exquisite! The view south down the Similkameen But there’s something else […]
The Harvest Begins, With Desert Parsley (and a very fine rock)
The desert parsley is up in the Similkameen. This is on the south-facing side of a gulley. The north side was still covered in snow, so perhaps three days before this slope […]
Siya? the Food Chief
On the edge of the water, in unseasonable heat, with the attention that comes from living on her own terms, Siya? the food chief neither watches nor endures but waits within the […]
The Tides Wash Over Turtle Mountain
When plants left the sea for the air… … they didn’t. We live in an intertidal zone. Ah, here comes the first breaker of the tide now… Here’s the surf rolling East […]
The Magical Language of Opals
The ground is rich with opal here. Mostly, it is in thin sheets repairing the splintered rock from the violent collision that made this land. You can read it, though. On the […]
Why We Need An Atmosphere
We could look at the world from within the world. There are the scales, or shells, of willows, that open into the light, but there is also the space they open into. […]
March is a Time of Passage, Not a Season
March is neither winter nor spring. Its weather is not its own. Anything can happen this month, and usually does. It’s best to call it an empty space that other seasons pass […]
How Shyness Changes the World
Some hawks tolerate being watched. Some don’t. It’s an example of how observation changes the observed world. I mean, how much of hunting behaviour is dependent upon being undisturbed at rest, or […]
Mountains Are a Form of Weather
I was formed by the water, soil and air of a mountain valley. One of the consequences is that, to me, the mountains are not “in” the sky, do not “block” the […]
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