Every red osier dogwood is a placenta. It streams with blood into the sky … … or it catches the sky, and brings it to you. Traditionally in this country it was […]
Every red osier dogwood is a placenta. It streams with blood into the sky … … or it catches the sky, and brings it to you. Traditionally in this country it was […]
Even in the Okanagan Valley, it dawns water, not light. Rattlesnake Island and Squally Point, looking south. That’s what these deep troughs are for.
I was writing a week ago how the stone in the Basalt Sea where I live breaks apart along fracture lines that reveal, over and over again, faces. For some reason, stone […]
Suns and solar flares… Watch where you step!
Home again! It’s the tree swallows, hungry and flying high. Just back yesterday after a long journey. They nest in the trees that thread through the shadows, but live in the […]
Today, gravity waves, and a gravity whirlpool, too! Amazing results happen when gravity is tethered. We stand between being spun off of the earth and drawn down to her molten heart. Nothing […]
Rain falls on humans, but to fish it sets the surface of the world into speech. But doesn’t it do the same to humans? Rain makes us us. ~ Penticton Japanese Garden
Time to put the bird-watching book aside and write a dragon-watching book, I think!
Snow that has dropped down through the thatch has touched the earth and is carrying it back to the sky.
The wet season is at its peak! Who needs wildflowers when we have leaves, eh.