The new apricot trees from the survivor of the end of native fruit growing in 1923, with the jailing of Paul Terbasket for watering his trees, a sideshow to the McBride Commission […]
Paul’s Apricots are Ready for Winter
The Bed of the Wind
The wind and the rain made a mysterious shape in the grass on the hill. We had quite a storm. It looks like the grass was pushed against itself, with wind-surge meeting […]
Making Slow Apple Pies at Splatsin
At Splatsin, there are some apple trees that have been let go as a generation aged. I offered to help, and was, generously, trusted. Here’s what I think might be a Gravenstein […]
When is a Mountain Not a Mountain?
The answer to the question is simple: when it is like this. This is the view of Cipak from the narrow pass over from Kliluk, which is an example of a lake […]
The End of the Earth or Reconciliation? The Choice is Ours.
This is a post about the gently rolling hills of the shallows of an ancient lake, that are no more. It is a place where herons survived cold winters by hunting mice. […]
Poets, It is Time for the Real Work Now
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 […]
Okanagan Okanogan 