It’s all in the hand-eye coordination.
It’s all in the hand-eye coordination.
Spring. Autumn isn’t a season. It’s a mood within a cultural tradition, that views life as a flow out of the earth during certain degrees of tilt of its northern shoulder towards […]
The bud closes over next springs flowers and leaves, and holds them through the cold. The saskatoon bush is their opening. It is all flower. So are we.
This is russian thistle in her glory. Look at her climb a ladder of carbon to the sun, with precisely placed synapses to receive the wind. The colour of her sepals (not […]
The european fern meets the Plateau sage. They enter the cold together. One holds below the ground. One holds in the sky. To both, the cold is nothing. As you can see, […]
Ah, Autumn! Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness. And one lone Bramley hanging out with her friends. The front garden beside them is putting on a fall show. Vetch is dragging the old […]
Here’s Okanagan Lake, an over-deepened fjord lake full of fossil water just down from my house. It’s the remnant of a much deeper lake, called Glacial Lake Penticton. The top of the green […]
Russian olive making an arc against gravity. Turkey vulture making an arc against gravity. Human trail, making an arc around gravity at Palouse Falls. Red Osier Dogwood using a ladder of carbon […]
I mentioned yesterday that it is the genius of science that it separates the components of a scene in order to be able to say what it does know and what it […]
Sturdiness is a prime attribute for construction on the high plateau. Cleverness is better. After all, there are hawks.