We are all just waiting now … … waiting… waiting…waiting… …turning around and waiting some more …… OK, sure, maybe getting a little impatient … … and thin … … maybe a […]
The arrow-leafed balsam root is a great world for crab spiders, wasps, flies and bees, and blooms across the hills in the spring, one of the few native plants that can resist […]
At the time of year when the first flowers sport stinkbugs … … and the aspens put out their first leaves, untouched yet by leaf-ming worms… … and cedar bugs frisk about […]
I asked the garden what was for dinner 2 nights ago. She was very kind. Some of these I planted a year ago, they went to seed, and came through the snow […]
Two days ago, I suggested that the former grassland hillsides of the Okanagan Valley (now large, private expanses of unproductive and water-wasting weeds), an area at least equal to the 100s of […]
The Snow Buckwheat Country: All at Once The Grass Country: One… …by… …one. It’s not indigenous if it isn’t expressing the energies of the land. The energies are there for all to […]
It’s your choice: a bounty better than spinach, or drought. Same rainfall, same soil, same sun, same day, same hour, same tongue, same thirst.
Maybe we should stop copying the cultural appropriation of old celtic technology, eh, and get real. Pesticides, Vineyards and Tourists on the Rhine Sometimes it’s hard to keep laughing. Just a thought.
Every red osier dogwood is a placenta. It streams with blood into the sky … … or it catches the sky, and brings it to you. Traditionally in this country it was […]
Sure, the snow was here two days ago, but, pshaw. It’s salad time. Some desert parsley, maybe? Or some balsam root shoots, when they’re tender and sweet, before they get their throat lozenge […]