So, it rains, right. 35 centimetres of snow have already melted. Now the rain. Rain, rain, rain, rain, rain, rain. And the sun. Melting stuff, even through the clouds of rain. So, […]
Fall Rain in the Grasslands
Imagine the Technological Possibilities!
Imagine if you could regulate heat loss and roof melting simply by switching from a flat roof to a roof covered in river rock, or a lightweight approximation of it. The insulating […]
Practical Ways to Re-Indigenize the Grasslands. Really.
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 […]
What It’s Like to Belong to an Ecosystem
So, remember the early moons of the year, when Siya? (Saskatoon) was opening out of winter’s buds that she held in offering on her stems? Well, look at the offering now: light. […]
How The Sun Makes Rich Soil
It’s simply beautiful how it is done. First, water sorts out the finest grains of silt, and deposits them on the surface of low points in the earth, filling them in. Then […]
Alfalfa Walking
When you rely on animals brushing up against your seeds, or pecking at them, to knock them to the soil, it’s best to fall over with the weight of your flowers, so […]
Indigenous Land Ownership Rules
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 […]
Midsummer Autumn
Celebrate the season! It’s a colour palette for rejoicing. Art without four seasons. Life without four seasons. Life with dozens, often two at the same time, passing through each other like clouds! […]
Lambs Quarters for Dinner
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.
The Romance of Wine
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.
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