Fog up high. Fog down low. Yes, grass. It’s as much a pressure condensation as airborne water. Fog up high and down low together. Fog in the gully (Bushes squeezed out of […]
Of Fog and Human Bondage in the Okanagan Valley
Who’s the Best Mouser of Them All (in the fog)?
Is it the coyote? Or is it the magpies? You gotta admit. They have a lot of eyes and beaks to devote to the task. But maybe it’s the great […]
There Is No “Post-” in Post-Colonialism
I walked up the hill across the valley today, to get into the fog. No, this isn’t today. This is the spring of 2012. But that’s part of the hill in the […]
The Beauty and Presence of Trees
I love trees. No one has yet explained why they do what they do, or how, but just look at them doing it! There are intellectual tools for analyzing them down through […]
Fog Crows
For three days, we have lived within the fog that has pulled the summer’s heat out of the lake and breathed it out around us. Here’s what that looks like: The World […]
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