Yesterday, I introduced you to the tragedy of Narcissa Whitman. Her story, as my next post will how, remains relevant today, not the least because how she suffered as a woman in […]
Nature is Dying, But We Can Fix That
Yes we can. Here is a picture of 200 years of history. This is not a picture of nature. That’s the strangest thing. The lake is managed, not for its own needs […]
Need Water? Make Some. Need Land? Make Some of That, Too.
Just, like, you know, find a cliff and get rooted. This is an old railway cut, but a road cut will do fine. For this approach, it’s good to be below a […]
57. The Pacific Northwest War Today
So, let’s add something important to the history of Cascadia, the bioregion known in humanist tradition as The Pacific Northwest. This stuff: The Central Cascadian Coast, with Fires from its Fire Forests […]
19. All This Land Was Water Once
There is no need to think in straight lines. Lines like that say “this stuff is land”… … and “this other stuff is water.” That is simply a false division. There’s an […]
8. Calling Things By Their Right Names
Blind Creek, “the place of yellow flowers”, might indicate “rabbit brush…” …the bright, feathered sage that catches the sun in October and draws in jewelled bee flies, with their dense, brightly-coloured fur […]
Climate Change in the North Okanagan
Human induced climate change is real, and its hurting humans, societies and the Earth. A lot of it is the result of atmospheric carbon. That’s the story that my city, Vernon, is […]
Rewilding Vineyards and Orchards in the Okanagan
The best intentions don’t always lead to the best results. Placing a vineyard or orchard next to a wild environment so that both farmed and non-farmed environments can exist and the farm […]
Gravity and Anti-Gravity Hard at It
Here’s some gravity at work. Some snow melt strikes a rock face and tears soil down with it. This is gravity working in open, unconstricted space. Note as well the salts on […]
Canada, in Context
First, a Canadian apple tree: Then a Welsh one. Then a Canadian one. Or a bunch, really. Then a Welsh one: Four years old, and the Canadian ones are dying.