When plants left the sea for the air… … they didn’t. We live in an intertidal zone. Ah, here comes the first breaker of the tide now… Here’s the surf rolling East […]
The ground is rich with opal here. Mostly, it is in thin sheets repairing the splintered rock from the violent collision that made this land. You can read it, though. On the […]
The cinder cone is gone, but the bones of the land remain. This is my city, Vernon, viewed from its northeast rim. In the center left of the image is the old […]
There is an ancient trail that comes in from spaxmən (Douglas Lake), crosses kɬúsx̌nítkw (Okanagan Lake) below, on the lower left … … and enters a tongue of land called “The Commonage”. The trail […]
In 2017, the world will not revolve around a streetlight. Let the crossing of the trails begin. Let the bodies be returned to the earth. Let the earth be brought back to […]
Are you ready to feast at last?
Let us praise even the cold. The terrible, iron cold. Let us give way and accept the story no more … … that the cold holds the land in its grip. […]
Rock gardening is the purest form of gardening in the Okanagan. It’s native to this place, and very Zen. That makes sense for rock that started off in Japan and wandered here […]
I was drawn up the hill… … to the flowering saskatoons. I wasn’t the only one. Well met!
Rowans have more than blood and wisdom. Speech Second Sight Longing When blood, wisdom, and gravity are one, then you will find her. ~ All images from Turtle Mountain. All rowans the […]