
When the vikings came to Iceland in the 10th Century, the place was rich with birch, willow and mountain ash forests. Eventually they burnt them all — to stay warm, to cook […]
When the vikings came to Iceland in the 10th Century, the place was rich with birch, willow and mountain ash forests. Eventually they burnt them all — to stay warm, to cook […]
Some forests are not planted to be logged. Here, for example, is a birch forest in Iceland, planted a century ago, with the express purpose of creating a country through poetry and […]
The poet Goethe pointed out in his scientific exploration of colour that humans are capable of seeing in the dark, that colour and light are created in the human mind — that […]
Out of darkness, light. A few weeks back, I marvelled at water, and it’s here again, but look at it now … Stream Below the Hengifoss Flotsdalur, Iceland. Is it water? Is […]
I am rediscovering old words and worlds here in Iceland. I can’t take the country home to Canada, but I can take this… Spring Colours at Littlifoss, Lagarfljotsdalur An inspiration […]
In Iceland, there is so much to remind a man indigenous to the Okanagan grasslands that English is not always a colonial culture at odds with place but holds deep indigenous thought […]
Travellers hate to see it, too. Mývatn, Iceland Fences aren’t for keeping horses in.
Some thoughts on “writing” today, including my other love, “farming”, and another one, “art.” A smorgasbord, really! First a note: There are few writers left in the world (but many keyboarders), I […]
Ah, the Okanagan Valley of British Columbia and Washington, a semi-arid region of brittle prickly pear cactus and sagebrush, with summers of 45 degrees and winters of 20 or even 40 Below! […]
Spring in the Okanagan … and winter in Iceland and spring in the Okanagan and winter in Iceland Different colour palettes expressing different spirit, but it’s the same season. Here again, […]