If yarrow weren’t beautiful enough, what about the moth, eh! Now tell me seriously, you want to move to … Mars? You’ve got to be kidding.
Kjarval and the Children of Iceland
Today I’d like to walk with you through the social ecology of Iceland, by way of the popular artist Kjarval. I think it will go a long way towards exploring what Okanagan […]
Prickly Pear Cactus in Bloom on the Sea Bed of the Mid-Pacific Ocean
I wonder if those volcanic islands that erupted at the floor of the Pacific Ocean 120,000,000 years ago, collided with North America, and erupted again as they broke up and formed these […]
An Oriole, a New Food Crop, Northern Pineapples, and Drinking the Sun
I am piecing together a guide to new crops that can build a new, sustainable agriculture and food art culture in this grassland sea. Yesterday, I noticed that a late spring crop […]
Yellow Jacket Building a Nest
She was too busy to worry about me pulling back the branches of the sagebrush and peering in. That’s the way it should be. Sometimes everything is all right with the world. […]
A Bumblebee in the Vetch
Here’s how to make the world bloom next year and the year after that. First, extend the tongue, gently …Second, flap the flappers and stick up the ear thingies (we use only very […]
Art and Life
Art doesn’t belong to humans, but human art has consequences. Here is an art form made by sun and water… Rainbow Over Vernon Object or process? Why must one choose? It’s like […]
Cities: The New Frontier
Let’s say you happen to glance off to the side of your city’s main street, right downtown, and see an amazing sculpture that not only looks dashing, but incorporates at least 500 […]
With Weeds We Thrive
Our planet is alive. When life is removed from a living earth by fire, it is still there. Indigenous Consciousness, Bella Vista In this landscape, the Syilx learned to live as this […]
A Damselfly in the Wilderness
I live in Oregon Territory. My part is owned by the Government of Canada now, but it started here, in the musings of an American in his last hours. His name was […]
