I’ve been talking about human bodies in the grassland, represented as lines, fields and houses. I think it’s very important at this point of human domination over a living planet to overturn […]
Introduction to the Sixth Dimension
Dogs and Humans: the Showdown
Here’s something cool about dogs. Footprints in the Snow Dogs follow edges. When you’re a dog, you don’t even think about it. You go for boundaries, and you stay there. Since the […]
Environmental Accounting & Poverty
In my last post, I spoke about the Old Norse concept of a tun, a farm yard constructed at the intersection of social and physical earths. I argued that tuns created the […]
Creative Space in Iceland
I’d like to show you a post I just made for my Icelandic blog, because it links to ideas about creativity I played with here a couple days ago. Those ideas link […]
Lost Knowledge: Apples and Culture
I weep. At the beginning of the 1980s, I grafted the first Fuji apples in this country, as part of an attempt to free us from the trade rules of the Canadian […]
The Cunning Mouse Hunting Heron of Okanagan Landing
Look, maybe there aren’t that many wetlands left, because they are full of “airports sport fields houses roads road fill single wide trailers left over sidewalks trucked in from across town golf […]
The Lesson of the Snow
The days are short. By 3 pm there’s little light left. If I had any sense, I’d leave the camera at home. Fortunately, I have none. Look what I learned today at […]
Where is the Government?
The government is the people’s voice. Sometimes it appears that the government is hiding. Sometimes, one is surprised just where it’s got to. Here is the art that Vernon’s Gallery Vertigo put […]
The Joy of Asparagus
Today, a story of joy, for Christmas Eve. Today, asparagus. The asparagus that gets sliced off underground in Northern Europe and eaten with yellow potatoes, salt ham and hollandaise sauce (or with […]
Christmas Tomatoes
They’re not the biggest, they’re not the reddest, but they sure are the juiciest and most flavourful. Welcome to the last of the summer’s crop, in their place of honour in the […]
Okanagan Okanogan 