One could call the stones in the shore of Big Bar Lake below “wet.” They have been taken into the power of “wetting”, or wætur. They have, in other words, been wetted. […]
Of Water and Memory
Happy Thanksgiving
In 1981, I discovered an apple, growing in a ditch on Benvoulin Road in Kelowna. I got some grafting wood before the tree was cut down in the spring. She is growing […]
A Review of Daniel Marshall’s Claiming the Land
I invite you to have a look at my review for Daniel Marshall’s vital new book of British Columbia history, Claiming the Land. I say it is a vital new book, […]
Spider’s Two Dimensional World (and her one dimensional world as well)
Fun stuff! You take the three-dimensional world that flies buzz around in all willy nilly … … and you remove one dimension. And then you get to be the third dimension yourself. […]
Cultural Evolution in a Post-Canadian Landscape
Today, sober reflection. Tomorrow, a celebration. Kind of a small difference, eh. When the 5,000-year-old rattlesnake den on the hill was blasted away to make room for the luxury view homes the […]
Smoke on the Orchards Reveals Some Structural Weaknesses in Canadian Apple Growing
Smoke is filtering out the sun. The hot August days are as cool as a warm day in March. Orchards, already struggling with a world glut of fruit, as the empty land […]
Reading Spring Together in Deep Summer
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 […]
I Went to the Garden to Taste What I Could See
Black Krim, Brandywine and friends. Brandywine is very, very happy this year (the big pink girl at bottom right, upper centre and peeking in from the top left.) Back in 1962 when […]
Walking Wide-Eyed into Apocalypse
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 […]
The Creation Stones of the Thompson River
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 […]
Okanagan Okanogan 