The snow buckwheat started blooming today on the cliffs and rocky crags. The wasps are loving it. Lots of wasps all loving it at once. Beautiful wasps. Beautiful wasps with issues. […]
The snow buckwheat started blooming today on the cliffs and rocky crags. The wasps are loving it. Lots of wasps all loving it at once. Beautiful wasps. Beautiful wasps with issues. […]
What simpler way to celebrate the most enduring of Canadian values: coming face-to-face with the Earth, the Universe and Everything, alone, and for the first time, and the first time again tomorrow, […]
The first wave of colonization in the Okanagan Valley saw Canadian, British and Belgian entrepreneurs parachuting into the valley to create a series of fruiting gardens and their service towns, integrating European […]
What a world we live in. Once, there was a shamanic landscape. If you walked out into the grass, you were in a wind that blew off the stars. The old stories […]
The way that the stalks of smúkwaʔxn… … fall and dry tells us of the weather and how water is passing through the soil as does the sound of our footsteps through […]
There are selves daringly left out for view to be walked over in series. Lessons in the primacy of biology in Canadian culture are learned young. With great effort, they are built […]
Cement trucks own the land, and leave their marks and scat to prove it. A very confident business, with the carelessness of cultural belonging and humans attracted to it. Humans are useful […]
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 […]
Well, the money has been spent and the yard has been cleaned up all spiffy like. We’re still forty years from mature Okanagan landscaping. Decorative cedars, chewed by deer and dear to […]
Grass. Grows towards the sun. Ah, but that’s not its whole story. The hot summer sun at 6 pm reveals a different story. This verticality thing, maybe it’s a human misunderstanding? Here’s […]