The time for playing in the woods is over. So many powerful dreams end with the wonder and practical reality of the frost. But then a new door opens. One becomes attuned […]
A week ago at Big Bar Lake, winter began. The whole sky flew straight up. And then only quiet was left. Let’s call that readiness.
One of the great things you get to do as a porcupine is drag your big tail full of hair and quills behind you in the snow. Carving it. The wind does […]
We’ve had a visitor for a couple weeks now, a northern shrike from the high plateau. It’s very inquisitive, yet shy. No way am I going to get closer than 70 metres. […]
High up on the hill… …Porcupine leaves his hideaway… … with a trudge trudge trudge… … in the middle of the night … … on both sides of the gully … … […]
Okanagan Lake is a deep inland fjord … …135 kilometres long… …full of a molten glacier 12,000 years old. The body of this glacier … … is composed of myriads of molten […]
Yesterday. Last night. Footsteps. Notice how they broke the lake (gasp). Trudge, trudge, trudge, trudge… Sometimes it got kinda wet. See what I mean about breaking the lake? Today. Philosophers at work.
Slim pickings. Migration has its fine points.
At 15 Below, all the little chickadees were in the weeds, and the hawk came by over my left shoulder at 1 metre altitude, seeing who it could spook. While it was […]
If you like eating the land, this ever-changing weather gives you a new pleasure these days: a chance to eat the night wind. Here at the northern range of Columbia Hawthorn […]