That Old Grey Harvest Moon
Water is key. And air. And incentive. Time for all divers to go to sea.
Not many berries this year. Very small kinnikinnik berries, and that’s about it. And not a lot of them. Berry patch mostly rock, too. Still, the pickers come. … and go. […]
In the grasslands of the intermountain west, a seed doesn’t need to be planted in the soil. It falls into a crack in the living skin of the earth, which grows over […]
A grassland slope… Big Bar Esker (An Esker is a river that ran upside down beneath glacial ice.) Flowers in Big Bar Lake. Grassland ground up on the esker… That’s not […]
Ice dropped a stone two miles to its bed. Lichen came. It’s still here. Grass came. It’s still here. Trees have come and gone how many times with fire and wind? Two hundred? Five […]
Fire comes from the centre of the solar system. Water comes from the edge of the solar system. They meet on earth. You would think they might extinguish each other, but no. […]
Big Bar Lake, with Damselfly The green colour comes from the bright lake bottom, which is the remains of the bed of an underground glacial river, made of tiny, flat, oval pebbles ground […]
My friend Tamara in her botanical garden in Slovenia noted yesterday that some of the images in my post a few days ago about Big Bar Lake on the Cariboo Plateau could […]
Wanna? Up you go! You have to hang on, though. With every leg you have… As training, I’d advise you not to trim your fingernails for awhile. Hang on, now! ~ Otter Pond […]