Some fine pruning. Look at all the trimming from last year! Love those new shoots and rose hips in the fall, mmmm. Oh, what’s this? Splendid! Guardian of the Big Bar Lake […]
How Deer Make Spiders
Aster: Queen of Many Worlds
Asters love the woodland and asters love the shore. Here’s some in the pine grass. What asters really love at this time of year is a bit of shade. Long after the […]
Green and Red Lightning
When spruce, rose and reeds meet on the shore, three different edges merge. Lightning By Any Other Name To the spruce, the edge of the lake is the edge of wet earth. […]
The Message of Water
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 […]
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, […]
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