Happy Halloween everyone. Not what we all wanted but about what we all were expecting, huh? What a year. What a time to be alive. The world goes round around us. Seasons turning, summer progressing to autumn, to winter. And in the meantime,

Hello everyone. I'd like to tell you a story. I've moved from my 1924 Craftsman house in the city to a 2012 Craftsman house in the country. (more to come about that as soon as I get over the trauma of

I knew it would happen! I knew if I came to the Cariboo I better drive around with skates in the car because eventually, I'll come to a frozen, snow-free lake. And then it happened. Driving past Williams Lake I noticed people walking

Afternoon walk. The weather has warmed up slightly. It's gone from -20 to -6 or so, so we went for a tracking walk. We took Duke the Wonderdog and of course Ruby

Chloe and I are visiting our friends at Lac La Hache. It's magical here in B. C.'s Cariboo; even if we've caught a cold spell of -20 for a couple of days. The horses here at the ranch don't care one

Robert's sister Catherine is in the middle of a big project. She has bought this beautiful but derelict cottage in a rainbow valley in Walles and we've been visiting her to help her sort the cottage out. The cottage had been unoccupied

It's been some time, huh? It's been an age. There's never a good place to start blogging again, is there? I've got six months of adventures and art and general goings-on to catch you up on, but I thought that maybe the best

Christmas at Blenheim is always a treat and this year they did a special Alice in Wonderland exhibition in the grand palace rooms. This was just so magical! I loved every minute of it. Here are just a few pictures. The

I'm smitten with this harsh and hot land. Completely in love. Where some people see failure, death and destruction, I see life. I see it in the little trickles of water, in the Shoshan people, in the creosote, mesquite, the

I've made friends with the Timbisha Shoshone people who've called this amazing place home for centuries. One of their elders told me stories of underground cities, of giants, of animal spirits who show the way to water if they accept