Forget the trees, those weeds. Ridge after ridge, the buckled land is lit with a shimmering green flame.
Such a Fine Shimmer on the Fell!
The First Petal of the First Blossom of the Sun
It’s a good day for arrow-leafed balsam roots. They have come fast (in two days). If you hurry, there’s still time for some fine steamed sprouts. Their menthol flavour is not yet […]
The Magical Language of Opals
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 […]
Marmot Calls for the Sun
Snow in the morning, snow all last week. Brr. But Marmot has climbed on top of Marmot Rock today, and called the sun. This is a good sign!
How to Spot a Coyote
Amazingly, I spotted him first (long after he spotted me.) It was the shape that caught my eye, not his colour. What is amazing about that is that I spotted the female, […]
Poplar Taking Flight
It’s a great day to be a bohemian waxwing! (But walking among them is pretty fine, too.)
Towards a New Cartography 8: Robin Did It
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 […]
Lack of Childcare Spaces in the Okanagan
Right. Hard at work sleeping in the vineyard, everyone who should have been at work is surprised by the news photographer (me) and begins to make a cunning plan. And what’s that? […]
Who Rules the Skies?
The hawks don’t even have to ask. Just Another Day of Irony In Canada
Towards a New Cartography, Part 2: Canada is not the Land…yet
The land has stories. To say “Hawk hunting chickadees on the edge of The Vineyard at the Rise in Vernon” is not the land’s story. That is the story of a mapped […]
