Two years ago, a mama bear taught her cub how to find grubs at Big Bar Lake, by knocking the cap off this old tree carcass. This year, as a two-year-old kicked […]
Bear Going Nowhere
Thinking of Putting Up a Bird House in Cascadia?
Don’t be so sure! I mean, when there are hungry sharp-shinned hawks around, a squirrel’s gotta do what a squirrel’s gotta do, eh.
Sustaining the Okanagan 18: Truth and Reconciliation Through Indigenous Selfhood
Five days ago, I found a psychological diagram attached to a dropped hand-out for the truth and reconciliation process for creating healthy selves in adults who had suffered personal or cultural violence during Canada’s residential […]
Why Beauty?
Beauty is a signature that a human was present, using its bodily senses to measure the precise balances in a landscape and to align its body with them. Some beautiful early morning […]
Breathing Dragons Breathing
When lakes take to the air, they get curious … …and I am glad (which is the completion of curiosity, in this odd binary language we are trying to converse in.) It […]
The Hamlet Syndrome
Private land is not land. To illustrate that, here’s some private property, degraded from a grassland supporting a few hundred people to a weed land for about three cows, for about three […]
Camouflage is the Wrong Word
Camouflage is the military art of concealment. As a word it has been back-engineered to apply to the actions of animals, like the toad below. The toad is not concealing itself, though. […]
Giving the Children Water: The Bigger Educational Picture
Last night, I wrote about the benefits of environmental transformation that could come through the simple mechanism of attaching a wetland to every school in the Okanagan. It’s worth elaborating on, because […]
Black Widow Leaves Her Nest
Who needs a nest, a web, or any of that fooferall that ties a girl down so… … when the mustard … … ah, the mustard … … does it all for […]
Learning to Talk Like Hare
Between darkness and light …… the great trickster let me come close …… between darkness and light. His message was this:Reading those words is a journey between worlds.
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