While making arrangements for my father’s funeral a week ago, I walked down at dawn to the mouth of Simm’s Creek, on Eastern Vancouver Island. No, this is not rain. Four years […]
While making arrangements for my father’s funeral a week ago, I walked down at dawn to the mouth of Simm’s Creek, on Eastern Vancouver Island. No, this is not rain. Four years […]
What starts out cool and soft and evaporating out of stone … … leaves stone behind, warm and hard and singing in the wind. These are the mysteries.
She doesn’t know spring, summer or fall, drought or rain. She just knows the flow within twigs. Her connection with the earth is that sure and self-contained.
This is how to walk through the face of the sun. Pretty great, eh! NASA, sorry guys, but we’re already there.
Celebrate the season! It’s a colour palette for rejoicing. Art without four seasons. Life without four seasons. Life with dozens, often two at the same time, passing through each other like clouds! […]
Either this … … or Google’s algorhythmic reductions. Both are images of the human mind frozen in time.
The ancient salmon forests of the Pacific Coast were felled long ago. Well, most of them. Hoh Some of the lost ones went to houses in Vancouver and Seattle. People still live […]
One after another,the grassland opens further. Something is ripening here. It’s easy to share space if you are thin, and working on rhythms of opening and closing that intersect at the point […]
You know, swallowtails are striped so pretty. It makes for camouflage, when you’re in among the leaves… but is that really the whole deal? Have a look … It’s a motion blur! […]
What a nice bunch of mock orange. Ah, but there’s more. See? It has spirits! It sure lifts mine. No straight lines here. Just everything lifting up at once. Ahhhhhhh, sometimes a […]