Like the apple, the quince was selected by thousands of years of human use to be the size of a hand. Any smaller and our ancestors would have walked on. It doesn’t […]
It’s Not Just Technology That Changes the World
Goethe: Poet, Scientist, Admistrator — and our Contemporary?
I’ve mentioned before how the princes of Germany used to study poetry in order to effectively run their countries. 21st Century, Post-Communist Up-date, Dornburg an Der Saale This wasn’t a matter of […]
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 […]
Beauty, Renewal and the Salmon of Shuttleworth Creek in the Fight Against Global Warming
Shuttleworth Creek winds for many miles up through the antelope brush and bunchgrass, into the pine forest, and deep into the mountains, covered in firs. With a bed of complex gravels and […]
How Ecology Got Messed Up
This blog is about walking. Sometimes it’s about walking through myself, which is an environment and peering at stuff. A snake den, I suspect. I’m pretty sure (if I correctly remember the […]
Bunchgrass: the Trail-maker and Philosopher
I promised some thoughts on ecology today. I’ll post them tomorrow. To keep the intricacy of environment in mind, here’s a photograph of a clump of bunchgrass. Of the millions I have […]
Where Ocean, Earth and Air are One
Last night, the Earth set between two oceans… … floating far above the city of Vernon. I walked among deer as the earth left, the deer slipped away, and… … the ocean […]
December is Springtime in the Okanagan
Whatdya think, winter’s coming? Fog rolling over the land? Fog drinking the last of the heat? Nope. It’s spring. December 1. Sagebrush buttercups. Doing their thing. Happy spring, everyone!
Reading Penn Kemp and the World: The Role of Poetry in Civic Planning
Let’s follow a word from the world, as it moves into our bodies and then through them into our social lives. Here is a well. A well, yes. It is a hole […]
In and Out of Colonial Canada on the Path of the Gulls
The gulls, eh. Restless at dusk. Maybe they can show us a path away from the colonial mapped and fenced landscape. They do circle around, don’t they! Imagine the interlocking fields of […]
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