In my country, the sun looks like this the long winter through. Garry Oaks, Finlayson Point, Vancouver Island In the coastal savannahs and the throat of the Columbia River, which brings the […]
In my country, the sun looks like this the long winter through. Garry Oaks, Finlayson Point, Vancouver Island In the coastal savannahs and the throat of the Columbia River, which brings the […]
Let me show you something beautiful. Call it bunchgrass if you like. The form of these is a balance between all the forces acting upon them. Their spacing, for example, is a […]
As part of my ongoing discussion about how different traditions of creativity lead to different human-earth relationships and, ultimately, different earths, I’d like to introduce you to some ideas I learned while […]
On the grassland slopes, it is created by life bringing the sun to itself. You don’t have to wait.
This is an experiment. I’ve taken an old post from deep in the archives of Okanagan Okanogan … … and will attempt to polish it up to support some observations on identity […]
Today, joy. Way up high, the sun. High up above us, in the shallows of the sea of glorious winter fog Okanagan Lake gives off for the entire length of its 135 kilometre fresh […]
Like the grass on the Big Bar Esker below, I don’t live in the straight beams of light. I live at the continuity of points of intersection with them, which bend in […]
Beautiful, isn’t it. This, too. Note the patterning in this kind of thing. Sure, it was carefully framed, but oh so many frames were possible. They all have pattern. They’re all beautiful. […]
The colours of sunsets deepen as winter approaches. Here we’re looking west across the north arm of Okanagan Lake. Here’s an unusual view. Here’s that same sunset, five minutes earlier. Notice that all […]
It is the time of year when colour leaves the valley. The red choke cherries of summer are black. The skies are grey. The sun we knew in summer is gone. This […]