Our little herd of nine does had two fawns last year. The coyotes got one last week. This doe is now being very protective. It’s hard, though. Forage is reduced by overgrazing, the […]
Our little herd of nine does had two fawns last year. The coyotes got one last week. This doe is now being very protective. It’s hard, though. Forage is reduced by overgrazing, the […]
On the shores of Kalamalka Lake there is an ancient village. It’s so old it has been forgotten. The people who live there now don’t know that the land that called them, […]
I spent the early winter reading a beautiful and, unfortunately, incomplete book: Crossing Home Ground, by David Pitt-Brooke. It records an epic walk through the grasslands of Southern British Columbia: my own […]
Here’s a place. Squeezed in between the United States and Greenland. Canada. Best to stand right-way up. Lately, I’ve heard the strangest thing. I’ve heard that my part of the country… … […]
I am not angry. I am sad. My elders taught me that these were cat tails. They taught me that poetry was a fairy tale. They taught me that these were swamp […]
I went looking for light. In a grey world, it was all in the red osier dogwoods, stəktəkcxʷlɬp, the purifier, the beloved of moose. I spent some time with it as it turned […]
In keeping with my conviction that we would do better to build things than tear them down, I would like to propose a new form of civilization in the Okanagan Valley. By […]
The sun rises. It draws the night fog off of Okanagan Lake. It’s early and 18 Below Zero. The gulls sleep on. The gulls that seem to have erupted from the lake. […]
It doesn’t. If I look from my house towards the western shore of Okanagan Lake, I see this. The land has been burnt, slashed by logging roads, scarred by development and turned into an […]
You tell me. That’s their houses up above, and some beautiful ice drifting in. Below, is Okanagan Lake the next day after the wind did its thing all night long. I have […]