The starlings love corn. Humans walk along the ridge line and trample ancient mosses, before coming down and eating corn. Turtle Mountain Whee!
The starlings love corn. Humans walk along the ridge line and trample ancient mosses, before coming down and eating corn. Turtle Mountain Whee!
At the bottom of Skaha Lake, where the Okanagan River once collected itself in a series of oxbows and reefs before dropping over the falls (a series of steep rapids), the point at […]
Can you eat the sun? American Gold Finch Yes. Really? Elderberries, Okanagan Falls Yes. Can you stand on the sun without burning your feet? Yes! Can you become beams of light? […]
Friends, it’s a happy day. Today, just over 35 months since I began with an image of the grassland (6 hits that day), and a gut feeling that a blog might prove a useful writing […]
Julia Aleynikova is a young poet from the north east Ural mountains, who gave me six sunflower to plant while she went to Minsk for the summer. Her poem “Lady Fallen to Earth” […]
I’m loving the sun.
To humans, gravity means you keep your feet on the ground. Not so for wasps. For them, it’s all fine to act that way when flying, but when you stop flying […]
The green balls of malolactic and citric acid are turning to tartaric acid now, and depositing sugars as water flow into grape berries decreases. The skins of the grapes are beginning their mysteries, […]
Life in the sky… … vanishes (This is a form of ripening.) At first it is nowhere to be found. Bones are everywhere. The sun has burnt everything away.Not everything. There are bee caves. […]
On the road again. Going off the grid. ~ See you soon. (This is the second lull in Okanagan Okanogan posts since September 2011. You deserve it!)