The grass is a cultural being. So are cat tails and so is poetry. Talk about a rhyme scheme, eh! First, the grass. Not only does it have its own culture, but […]
The Illahie: the Braided Country
Here’s an old word: illahie. Here’s what it looks like to me today: Well, that’s a teeny tiny bit of it. If you look it up in a Chinook Wawa dictionary… …the […]
Morning Frost
Another day of Autumn fishing waits in the Cariboo grasslands. Fish like living in the grass, too!
Riding Across the Face of the Sun: the Case for Beauty
A sail is a solar-powered device, which inserts itself within the intersections of solar, aquatic and atmospheric energy, all of which ultimately formed either by the sun or by the forces of gravitational […]
Return to the Snake River at the End of Time
High above the confluence of the Snake and Clearwater rivers, in the southeastern reach of my plateau homeland, the Camas Prairie catches the sky. The camas once bloomed in blue fields here. […]
Moon Jump
Did you ever wonder … … where humans came from? Now you know. (Daily parajumping above Okanagan Landing, B.C. Dusk is the finest hour.)
The Urban Planning Paradox
Without planning, there is chaos. Goose and Gull Chaos Oh, wait, maybe it’s with planning that there’s chaos. Okanagan Paradise A park bench, a valley view, and the grassland hill behind. Might it be […]
Canada: Ideology Gone Bad
Ideology is an Invasive Weed (Part Two) In cold post-glacial lakes there are no weeds. The weeds grow in wetlands draining into the shore. In Canada’s version of the Okanagan Valley, it’s […]
Ideology is an Invasive Weed (Part One)
Sad news. My beautiful lake, with its jewels of melting ice reflecting the sky … is a bit of a sewer, too, when the freezing line gets in close to shore and […]
Ten More New Commercial Fruit Crops for the Okanagan
Yesterday, I started putting the practical side of this blog into order. I started with ten new fruit crops that could restart a failing economy unable to retrain its young people, to […]
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