What a world we live in. Once, there was a shamanic landscape. If you walked out into the grass, you were in a wind that blew off the stars. The old stories […]
There are selves daringly left out for view to be walked over in series. Lessons in the primacy of biology in Canadian culture are learned young. With great effort, they are built […]
A living skin, however, is what the climate of the grasslands east of the coastal stratovolcanoes calls for. Anything else is quite the ongoing struggle. Whew. Save your back, eh!
Where water collects, so does the wind. That means, that elm seeds can collect in the dry season where water will collect later, without using water to do so. Footprints are also […]
So, since it’s kind of hard to get a handle on how a human thinks when one is a human thinking, which is like asking a vacuum cleaner how it sucks while […]
There are two ways to melt snow. You can lay down fibres of grass, taller than the snow, which heat in the sun and cast shadows of heat on the snow. Or […]
In the panorama of the hill, there are flashes of colour, very specific, which signify human food and the season in which they will be found. Indigenous humans spread seeds from those […]
Be ethical, please. Plant weeds. They’re the only thing keeping the earth going right now, this group of plants that reclaim broken land — and save the sacred people of the earth […]
Look at the yellow dock gone to seed. Look at a mule deer plant it in the sun. There is balance in beauty and beauty in balance. Everything leaves its trace.
It’s your choice: a bounty better than spinach, or drought. Same rainfall, same soil, same sun, same day, same hour, same tongue, same thirst.