It is early spring and the gardens are quiet. A few gardeners have planted some crops, others have come by to till their soil and spread manure. Lines are laid out and the gardens wait for the plants to fill the organised spaces. By next fall the plants will begin to win the battle over these plans and institute a form of “structured chaos.” Here is a nice seat to watch it from.
Along the Creek in the Industrial Park.
Four houses nearby.
Along the Fraser River at low tide
Low tide in the delta.
Low tide in the delta of the Fraser River reveals pathways, trees, branches, grasses and discarded items that are usually covered by the tidal waters.
Inside the greenhouse.
A Walk Through the Cranberry Farms and Marshland.
These images are from a short project I have been working on during a break in the rain. These paths seem endless, with walkways across the cranberry fields, through the marshlands and then by the river. Some are wide open walkways, some roads and then, suddenly you can be bending over to make your way through an archway of winter-bent tree branches. Eagles, floatplanes and clouds pass by endlessly. There is a rumble of explosions from quarries in the mountains echoing back and forth across the valley. Remnants of last season’s berry crop, bright red, break through where there was snow and ice a few days before.
A stick in the forest.
