Here’s a pretty typical Cascadian road. It goes across the high prairie north of the Columbia River, but not to the prairie. It goes through it. On its way to somewhere else. […]
Here’s a pretty typical Cascadian road. It goes across the high prairie north of the Columbia River, but not to the prairie. It goes through it. On its way to somewhere else. […]
Let’s backtrack a bit, to see what might have brought a man to try to change orcharding culture in the Similkameen Valley, and in the process anger half the people and become […]
After a meditation on what the benchlands of the mid-Similkameen produces on its own at The Place of Yellow Flowers… it’s time to return to the orchards that are there now. In […]
Blind Creek, “the place of yellow flowers”, might indicate “rabbit brush…” …the bright, feathered sage that catches the sun in October and draws in jewelled bee flies, with their dense, brightly-coloured fur […]
If you were to walk up this draw in the Similkameen, you would meet a few of the Earth’s faces at the toes of these interlocked ridges, pass by them in story, […]
In 1915, Paul Terbasket of the Lower Similkameen Indian Band was jailed for disobeying a foolish court order and watering his orchard. One apricot tree remains. His land is leased out to […]
On the grasslands of the Similkameen, where the mountains are the sky, one forgets, at times, to pay attention to distance, but here is a reminder. Notice the remnants of a lakebed […]
Ah, the patterns of the snow and water in the grass as they blow around in the winds of the sun. Exquisite! The view south down the Similkameen But there’s something else […]