… is an apricot blossom. Look at the invisible sun cupped within those petals! Too bad it was opium traders who brought them to England from China and sold them as “fruit” […]
… is an apricot blossom. Look at the invisible sun cupped within those petals! Too bad it was opium traders who brought them to England from China and sold them as “fruit” […]
She’s a lovely one, Apricot. She lures me. I have a body that is eager to be lured. The blossoms are so pretty and smell so sweet. Finding fruit, and caring for it, is […]
It is commonly said that water reflects light. It’s a great observation. However, water also gives light a place to reveal itself. That is an older observation, but no less lucid. During […]
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 […]
In the valley that raised me and gave me my children, the old volcanic country of the Similkameen, filled with the gravel glaciers gouged out of the Okanagan to the east, the […]
The wet season is at its peak! Who needs wildflowers when we have leaves, eh.
In the night, it snows, but in the morning … … ta da! The warmth begins.
When the weather is cool, spring is what you make of it. The red oregon grape leaves among the poison ivy berries I found growing along Kalamalka Lake, are attracting warm light, […]
Rose, dogwood and grass have recorded the winter sun and now, as that sun gives over to a spring one, release that knowledge. With this wisdom of grey, red and yellow the […]
Last year’s stalks are pretty, but what life is left in them beyond that? Well… just look at their calyxes, all shrivelled and black, like perching spiders. Spiders who will bring death […]