I just thought you ought to know.The sagebrush buttercups are here. Snow, you scare no one no more. Not the prickly pears. Not the moss. Not the grass. The sun is back.
Winter, You are So Over
The Human Signature
Other species do not see these distinct shapes and patterns in these groupings. That’s us. Say hello. Following this pattern was once the quest for God. Now it’s book learning. Too bad. […]
Okanagan Real Estate Bidding Wars
If you’ve ever met a goose, you’ll understand. If you’ve never met a goose, welcome to the fun.
The Return of the Water People
Coots love the water so much that they only leave for the deep south (100 kilometres away) when things get too rough in January. Then they come up and literally hug the […]
The Spirit Whale of the Okanagan
Here’s what might sound at first like a fantastical story, but it does end with a deeply practical point. I hope you enjoy it! To start, look at the spirit whale of […]
The Black Moons of Mid-Winter
Fools call these moons asian pears and eat them before they are ripe. She was once the golden sun of September. Now she is ripe and oozing mysterious sugar. This is fruit for the […]
Big Ears for Big Sagebrush
The Big Sage blossoms with its scrubby flower stalks in the fall. There’s not great colour in them, but they do stick way up high. I’ve wondered about that often, with thoughts […]
The Palette of Saskatoons Through the Year
Isn’t it very fine. There are the saskatoons of winter, with bark in a palette of rose and plum. Then there are the saskatoons of springtime. Look at their palette now! (This […]
Thought and Memory on Watch Over the Grasslands
The grasslands are ruined and replaced with a colony of weeds from the russian steppes, with toxins and diesel fuel in their veins. It is often true, and a source of our […]
Reviewing David Pitt-Brooke’s Walk Through the Grasslands
I spent the early winter reading a beautiful and, unfortunately, incomplete book: Crossing Home Ground, by David Pitt-Brooke. It records an epic walk through the grasslands of Southern British Columbia: my own […]
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