The first line of defence. Pops With the Klaxon Ready The second line of defence. The fortress. The final line of defence. Keep low and use your natural habitat to advantage. ~ […]
My companions thought I was a little silly, but Raven circled back to say hello too, after that. The language of this land is worth learning, even in the smoke!
The most beautiful fliers prosper in the dying land. As we approach zero, we are born from it again.
Note how the damselfly in the water is tall and full of energy, while the one on the butt of the birch log is weary and weighed down by the weight of […]
I left the garden today, and all its lettuces, kale, spinach and dill, and went up to the water, where the birches rise out of the cedars and the wild roses. The […]
This is pretty cool. It’s the Carte Des Nouvelles Decouvertes Au Nord de la Mer de Sud, Tant a l’Est de la Siberie et du Kamtchatcka, Qu’a l’Ouest de la Nouvelle France, drawn […]
She’s beautiful. She has lonnnnnng grasshopper legs. And a sharp, beady eye like a packrat. See what I mean about the legs? She loves flowers, for sure, but she also has a […]
Isn’t it fine to climb out of the sedges of the wetlands … … and the bunchgrasses of the drylands just above them… … into the pine grass high up …. … […]
Here’s where the grasslands divide in two. The river in the foreground is the Shuswap. That water flows into the Thompson, which flows into the Fraser, which flows into the Salish Sea […]
This is the fifth in a series of archived posts on building a sustainable Okanagan together. This one is about water. And fish. And property rights. Today we’re at Mud Lake. It’s also called Rosemond […]