The bees that will pollinate the Nootka rose in the background here can only do so because of the willow in the foreground. Every year is a journey that starts with willow […]
Thanks, Willow
The People of the Wind
Willows are creatures of the sky. Appropriately, if I wander through them and look up, I see the sky through them, broken into small gaps. That is appropriate. The sun is a […]
The Beach at Dusk
After the bold statement, the exploration. Canada is a colony and its poetry, science, transportation structures and administration are colonial. OK, that’s the statement. Now for the niggly bits. They concern themselves […]
Not Just Another Weed Beside the Road
Consider the willow. She is, um, willowy. A withe, we say. A wheel. A welter. A twist, a roll, a waltz and a wave. A voluminous wale, walk, and most of all […]
The World as a Decorative Object
Willow, Lake Constance Formal gardens transform the earth into a system of social arrangement. Relaxed gardens, the English gardens of the 18th and 19th centuries and their heirs, recreate this social arrangement […]
Okanagan Traffic
That one catkin on the right seems especially grid-locked.
Defying Gravity and Collecting Water for Free Through Time Travel
As long as not too great a mass of water is involved, surface tension is stronger than gravity (and stronger than adhesion). Take a look: This water ran down the twig (it […]
Young Woman Becomes a Tree
Or is that “Tree Becomes a Young Woman”? Okanagan Indian Band Beach, Okanagan Landing Open the image in a new window, to see her do her magic. Or is that, to see […]
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