Beautiful, isn’t it. This, too. Note the patterning in this kind of thing. Sure, it was carefully framed, but oh so many frames were possible. They all have pattern. They’re all beautiful. […]
Beautiful, isn’t it. This, too. Note the patterning in this kind of thing. Sure, it was carefully framed, but oh so many frames were possible. They all have pattern. They’re all beautiful. […]
Perspective matters. Was that light playing on water? Is this, below? They are one, but only when my body and mind are one. They are different at the same time. This difference is […]
Catholic Church, Okanagan Indian Reserve Father Nobili spent two years on this site, from 1848-1850. There was no British Columbia then, and no Reserve. When the British came in 1859, he was soon forgotten. […]
Watching the magpies watch me today, in their way of leapfrogging from tree to tree to fencepost to shrub to shrub to post up the slope, always 70 metres apart, always keeping […]
It is the time of year when colour leaves the valley. The red choke cherries of summer are black. The skies are grey. The sun we knew in summer is gone. This […]
This is Pahto, mistakenly called Mount Adams. She is one of the wives of the sun. Look at her rising like the sun over the White Swan plain. We’re a long way […]
This is the heart of the monster. This is ?Ilcwé.wcixnim timíne. This is where the nimi.pu began. This is where the people got started. The real people, as they call themselves. This […]
So, imagine, if your people lived in the same place for ten thousand years. That means that something like 500 generations of children and parents would wake to the same mountain, overlooking the […]
I love this land. I guess you know that. I am this land. Other writers might talk about identity and ego and alter ego and personality, but I just want to take you […]
In each season, the rowan takes on a different spirit. Now, it is the time for the hummingbirds. Sure, we could say that trees, especially trees with exposed dead twigs, are one […]