Shadows are great. You can walk right through them. You can feel them pass over you like a cool hand. They are the space an object blocks from a source of light, […]
Thinking with Shadows
Another Tree Triumph at Splatsin
This old apple tree was chopped back to stubs something around ten years ago, and then let grow out. When I came to her, she was so dense you couldn’t see through […]
How to Turn the Okanagan Into a Desert
I thought at first this bunchgrass was in such beautiful shape this spring because of a winter of voles fertilizing it while nesting in its thatch. Then I realized that it hasn’t […]
Pacific Wild Currant Having a Great Day in the Sun
These wild currants were just humming with bees today. None were domestic bees. Bumblebees and some mid-sized black ones, very sleek. For the first time in years, no insect pests, no damaged […]
My Victory Garden
Last year, I realized that water was going to become precious, and expensive, and become a privileged product serving the real estate and tourism industry. To combat that, I’ve started harvesting rain, […]
Why I Love Mud and Muck
Because the mourning cloaks do! It’s a good time to go ruin your shoes. Go on, now. It’s worth it.
Green, Green, the Herbs are Green!
I went to the garden to flavour my potatoes for dinner, and what did I find? Aha: A Quick Harvest While the Pot Boiled Top: Welsh Onions Bottom: Garlic Chives From left […]
Pruning Fun at Splatsin, or Keeping Safe
Ah, such fun. Here are Edna’s cherry trees at Splatsin, pruned so she can reach the fruit without a family giraffe. Sometimes, that’s what food sustainability means most of all. And her […]
Making Slow Apple Pies at Splatsin
At Splatsin, there are some apple trees that have been let go as a generation aged. I offered to help, and was, generously, trusted. Here’s what I think might be a Gravenstein […]
The Amazing Long-Distance Relationships Between Bee, Flower and Bird
To gather pollen, a bee is completely exposed — easily spotted from a distance. Their defense is to flee when there is any shadow passing over the yellow cushion of the flower. […]
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