In the cold of space… … plants that tower above humans and those that hug the ground… … hardly differ. What’s more, in the cold of space, air pushes water to freeze […]
The face of a cliff, that’s what gets said. It’s accurate enough, except that the understanding of it has suffered a knock to the side of the head, because what’s understood is […]
The zig-zag pattern on this scree slope on Puddin’head Mountain … …makes it look like the deer are climbing the slope like Everest climbers trapped in the mind of M.C. Escher and […]
When there is no soil, trees still grow. They also grow on an almost vertical rock face, and in a dry valley, at that. Puddin’head Mountain, Keremeos What you can’t do with […]
I have been discussing what it might look like to leave Settler culture’s uses of land and person. Today, the price of this excursion. First, the background: Becoming the Flow The Local […]
What is “behind”? What is the “back country”? What is it back of? What is it behind? “Behind the valley” perhaps? The View from Central on the Keremeous River But that doesn’t […]
Because the mountains recede in waves… … in the Similkameen… … when they don’t, they stand out, even when they are within this language of bodies. Note the cultural markings on this […]
The plum in blossom… … becomes music in the wind. The Síya? in blossom … … is the music of bushes cast across a scree slope. West of Olalla The break in […]
It is possible to have a stream that is dry, that is nonetheless still a stream. The land teaches that. It teaches that “streaming” is not a function of water but that, […]
In the Similkameen, the mountains are rounded around Cawston, at least to the East. Look how hard they fight to remain horizontal. This is flat country. Note the sharp peaks at the […]
