Forget any thoughts of darkness. These are days of such light. The light was fading in the cedar forest on Rose Swanson Mountain in Splatsin Territory this afternoon. There was too little […]
Forget any thoughts of darkness. These are days of such light. The light was fading in the cedar forest on Rose Swanson Mountain in Splatsin Territory this afternoon. There was too little […]
Why go around? The water’s fine. Indeed.
Perhaps “leaf” is a biased word and we should set it aside. Here, for example are some aspen “leaves.” They are called “leaves” because the tree has “leafed out” or, rather its […]
Very small, really. But, yes, us. That’s the important thing.
The bees that will pollinate the Nootka rose in the background here can only do so because of the willow in the foreground. Every year is a journey that starts with willow […]
The competition wasn’t even close. Congratulations, Magpie!
With this First Quarter of a Moon, I thought, the lake is breathing. Such intimate changes, step by step and wash by wash. In the creek, too. Psychedelic, even! When you look […]
Look at the ice I found up on the mountain today! Here’s the ice right beside it: And a few more centimetres to the left. Isn’t that beautiful! The bottom image appears […]
Nothing like a foggy morning after a cold night. Look how Oregon grape has taken it on as a rim of frost on the edges of her leaves. The red colour is […]
Bunchgrass writes on grass in a couple of ways. First, by providing shelter to the small people and encouraging them to write their stories. An, second, by listening to the wind. And […]