Yesterday. Last night. Footsteps. Notice how they broke the lake (gasp). Trudge, trudge, trudge, trudge… Sometimes it got kinda wet. See what I mean about breaking the lake? Today. Philosophers at work.
A Canadian Winter Tale, with Geese
Alive in the World: Beyond Poetry and Science
The sun rises in the east? No, not really. It materializes in the fog. Sure, objectively, the earth turns, and there the sun is, ta da, but, seriously, look: But is it […]
The Three Bodies of Song Sparrow Singing Away
The whole idea of separating life into a taxonomy of species misses connection. A little water, some sage brush hills, a lone siya? and some Douglas firs peaking over from the Head […]
Climate Change? Not This Time
It used to be that Canada geese, those endearing and silly honkers, flew south to the United States for the winter, and then came back north. Now they honk around the Okanagan […]
Getting Dizzy Hunting Marmots in January
Following the new deer trail uphill because the clouds are so beautiful today. Ah, the hawks are back. Here’s one looking for a marmot on Marmot Rock, on Marmot Hill. […]
Sandbar in the Sky
Vernon Creek does a fine job. Look how it builds a sheltering space for waterfowl, out in the sky. Isn’t that great! The creature of the air that makes a home on […]
Pines and Humans are One
The ponderosa pines are our older sisters. They came onto this land after we did, which means they entered our awareness both old and new. Look at them watching out over the […]
Ponderosa Pine is Beautiful Even in Illness
Ponderosa is pretty beautiful Even when she is sick, she still has spirit. Even when it’s really not the best day for her. Sickness isn’t the end of renewal. Or […]
A Morning at the Lake: the Wisdom of Geese
Just, like, hanging out at the lake, checking out the hoarfrost, but what’s this? First, the geese left in the fog. Bye, you crazy lot! And then the gulls got worked up. […]
Eating the Night Wind
If you like eating the land, this ever-changing weather gives you a new pleasure these days: a chance to eat the night wind. Here at the northern range of Columbia Hawthorn […]
Okanagan Okanogan 