For two weeks I have been in the land of the water. Dawn at Big Bar Lake Beach I find it amazing that the social country I live in is not built […]
The Message of Water
Dryland Wetland: Holding Water in Plain Sight
Every year 383 millimetres of water fall on this stretch of the Thompson River. Every year 383 millimetres of water fall on this land above it. That’s a third of a metre. That’s […]
Getting Used to Living in Time (The Intimate Lives of Rocks and Grass)
Let’s read a common thing … … in its context. Grass. It’s green and blows in the wind. It bends and sways, this one. It… clumps. West Arrowstone Deer wander through it. […]
Learning to Live in Time: A Journey into Indigenous Agriculture
It is an intriguing question that sits in my house today: What does agriculture look like when conducted in “time” rather than in “space”. To show you how hard this is, here […]
Reading the Book of the World
You know, any way you look at it, off to the south over the deer trail… … or straight up (from the deer trail, sending the camera scrambling to dim the glare) […]
The Medicine of Fall Colours
I’ve been thinking of “fall colours.” These pale greens, for instance. Or these pale. yellows, oranges, purples and pinks… and pale greens. Look, though, how the undercover is bright and lush. That’s […]
Cutting Water and Binding Light
At first, dimness. In the dim world, a loon, which flies, swims and dives (and thus lives in all worlds at once.) This is the shadow world, that moves through all things, […]
Binding Energy
Binding energy is powerful. A single leaf touches a rush, and holds to it. One by one, other leaves touch, and are held, each by a point of touch. Strands can be […]
In Praise of the Interior Douglas Fir, Tree of Memory
The Interior Douglas fir, now that’s a lovely tree. Look at her standing up high in the dawn at Big Bar Lake. Red Squirrels, pileated and downy woodpeckers, sharp-shinned hawks, bald eagles, […]
How Water Works
A leaf falls in the water. It does not sink. We say it “floats,” but for the leaf below that’s not really it. It’s more like it is gripped by the surface […]
