Maps are power. We could look at the hill in the snow. And map the slope angles and relationships of the hill (not the contours but flat planes), or those parts that […]
Towards a New Cartography 8: Robin Did It
Spring for the Japanese Quince and Her Sisters
The double-flowered Japanese quince in front of my house is still dropping her leaves. She has also been bearing her scarcely open blossoms for weeks now. For her, winter is over. And […]
It is Time to Make a Saskatoon Pie
This is the best harvest in 25 years. And you get the bonus of the robins scolding you, but there’s enough to share. If not a pie, then just saskatoons with your […]
Outliers in a Web of Interwoven Worlds
The arrow-leafed balsam root is a great world for crab spiders, wasps, flies and bees, and blooms across the hills in the spring, one of the few native plants that can resist […]
How the World Reacts to a Human Lack of Peripheral Vision
So, since it’s kind of hard to get a handle on how a human thinks when one is a human thinking, which is like asking a vacuum cleaner how it sucks while […]
How to Ask a Question of the Earth (and how to hear the answer)
Let’s be practical. Things are what they are. If you ask a question of the earth, you need to place something in the earth. It will answer, according to what you have […]
Who Is the Smart One Now?
Balance, that’s the thing. The deer eat the buds of Siya? in the winter, as they hang down nice and low. This nibbling stiffens the branch and forces it up and out […]
Speaking As the Earth: Ore
Yesterday, I wrote about the universal force “Orkan,” a gift to us from our ancestors. Orkan: aka Bowron Lake This Icelandic concept, translated as “energy,” is an ancient Indo-European understanding. Humanly, it […]
What Saskatoons, Elms and Ashes Can Teach Us About Global Warming
The buds of saskatoons opened on February 1 this year. We can expect the cold to keep them in this expectant state for many weeks yet. Look at the tiny blossoms touching the […]
What It’s Like to Belong to an Ecosystem
So, remember the early moons of the year, when Siya? (Saskatoon) was opening out of winter’s buds that she held in offering on her stems? Well, look at the offering now: light. […]
