Way up here … 200 metres above the lake in the valley below … … high up in the sky … … there was once a river, that left pebbles half a […]
Fencing the Okanagan Valley
What Horses Hate to See
Travellers hate to see it, too. Mývatn, Iceland Fences aren’t for keeping horses in.
Where is Where?
What is place? The question is absurd. The Okanagan Okanogan … …is the here between these two arrows, more or less. Does ‘place’ belong to settlers? If so, to which settlers? To […]
Just the Right Number of Trees
In the grasslands, one is enough. One Ponderosa Pine Perfect It gives ants a world, lightning a chance to grab onto something (lightning likes that), deer a dry bed, and birds a […]
Moving Borders
According to the old European story of Demeter and her daughter Persephone, this is the time of the year when the maiden earth descends to spend half a year with her husband […]
