These are our old growth forests in the Syilx Illahie. Our sequoias, redwoods, Douglas firs, sitka spruce and western red cedars are blue-bunched wheat grass here. Forget the blue blades at the […]
The Music of Bunch Grass
Wetland Renewal and You
Have you loved your wetland today? This one is three years old. Just three! Forget the doom and gloom for a moment. The earth has a capacity for renewal. This wetland is […]
Dry and Wet Fire
Water moves fire from here to there. It uses heat. Trees do it, too. The sun draws water up through their cells and out through their crowns, drawing water and minerals out […]
Rabbitbrush Getting Brushed
Without rabbitbrush, this grassland would lose an entire season. These two pollinators, species I’ve never seen before, give me joy. They are the spirit of October above Kalamalka Lake.
Cascadia: Land of Fire
Cascadia rises out of the seabeds of the continental plains, where a hot, conductive current rises from deep in the earth and shears and curls around the impenetrable ancient rock of the North American […]
Beautiful Storm Over the Pacific Ocean
As the eclipse ended tonight, I saw the evening skies over the open Pacific off of Vancouver Island, way up there. What a beautiful storm!
The Music of the Sun at Yellowstone
Here are some images of music (or mathematics) from Yellowstone. I know, we’re all used to hearing music, but look: Dramatic stuff! And we’re used to viewing photographs as visual artefacts, I […]
The Beaches of Cascadia
If your country started out as a chain of volcanoes …. …very exotic volcanoes… … in the tropical Pacific, very different volcanoes …. … in five different island chains over 150 million […]
Riding Across the Face of the Sun: the Case for Beauty
A sail is a solar-powered device, which inserts itself within the intersections of solar, aquatic and atmospheric energy, all of which ultimately formed either by the sun or by the forces of gravitational […]
Return to the Snake River at the End of Time
High above the confluence of the Snake and Clearwater rivers, in the southeastern reach of my plateau homeland, the Camas Prairie catches the sky. The camas once bloomed in blue fields here. […]
Okanagan Okanogan 