Okanagan Mountain at 6 a.m. Perhaps you can see the western wall of the valley, to the right, tip nearly vertically as it moves east and collides with the westward-moving mountain coming […]
Moonrise at Sunrise Over Okanagan Lake
The Watcher and the Watched
What you see sees you. This makes no sense if seeing is identified as an personal act, but if sight is present, like light, then both the seer and the seen are […]
Beyond Settlement: Energy, Cascadia and the Portland Protests
Let’s look at energy by getting going. There is a way forward. You did not make it. No human made it, yet humans have followed it for, perhaps, 10,000 years. Deer made […]
Taking a Second Look: It is Not Erosion
This is how we change the world. We change the world. Mullein Changing the World on Some Crushed Gravel Leftover from Road-Building This is going on across the slope of a gravel […]
A Lesson From Iceland
Not everything is about settler culture… … and its failures… A Canadian Outpost in Vernon, Cascadia … and all cultures hold an indigenous heart. Any Celt Knows What to Do Among the […]
The Magical Language of Opals
The ground is rich with opal here. Mostly, it is in thin sheets repairing the splintered rock from the violent collision that made this land. You can read it, though. On the […]
Slow Glaciers, Cows, Deer, Lichen and Poetry Making a New Hydrology Together
A mysterious rock near the top of the hill. Here’s the hill in the smoke last fall. Looks dry, huh. We’re going up to the top of the bare patch at the […]
Okanagan Mountain in the Sky
Here is where the wind changes on Okanagan Lake. These are late afternoon pictures. In the morning, the water beyond this point was silver. Not like water-that-had-a-silver-colour but silver. The light was […]
A Home In the Earth and the Sun: The Beginnings of an Urban Blueprint
I’ve been staring at this beaver lodge for years. Big Bar Creek I thought at first, well, yes, it’s a good model for a house. And sure enough, the Secwepemc who are this land […]
On the Shore of the Marble River
The river flowed through the ice 12,000 years ago, and left these sinuous eskers as a bed. And the trees still flow through the ice boundary in a late spring morning. Glorious!
