A syilx friend has pointed out that every plant grows in relationship with another, and these relationships lead to antidotes and other companion uses. So, rock, brittle prickly pear, and desert parsley […]
More important as a food crop than the pretty yellow bell lily … …is desert parsley. She’s cream-coloured… … with short flower stalks, or tall ones… … or purple, when still half-closed… […]
The desert parsley is up in the Similkameen. This is on the south-facing side of a gulley. The north side was still covered in snow, so perhaps three days before this slope […]
Sure, the snow was here two days ago, but, pshaw. It’s salad time. Some desert parsley, maybe? Or some balsam root shoots, when they’re tender and sweet, before they get their throat lozenge […]
I thought you might like to see. Desert Parsley, Yarrow, Blue Bunch Wheatgrass, and Ponderosa Pine Cones
The big sage that held water for years against the pull of the sun, and grew thick with time, now holds water and earth in place by stopping the wind in its […]
When the earth is spoken of in its own terms it becomes poetry and is a language for spirit, like this… When rock catches sun and snow, lupins sprout and sagebrush buttercups and […]
On Friday (click), I mentioned that the future is here. Now. Not tomorrow. Not on the second Tuesday after the signing of the Keystone Pipeline Accord. Right now. Look up. There it […]
