Standing in the front yard, about to take walk with Gordie, I see the Three Sisters newly plastered with white.

A bit of wind pushes the wet into corners, dry for weeks, and spreads the newly freshened air through the open windows and doors of the house.

I watch the moon from a hot tub. The moon, the first star a planet, which one I don’t know. I watch the moon slide down toward the ridge of the Lizards.

In these days of lockdown, my sound tracks are Jazz24 and Radio Paradise. Each holds a place. And a time. […]

Fortunately for Dan, he broke free of urban living and has spent the last 20 years living in the Kootenay’s where he embraces his outdoor passion.

Winter lies close. Maybe just around the corner, a sleeping dog waiting to be disturbed. Last night, with the clouds […]

The clouds over the Lizard Range were grey and turn now to an orange-red above the Lizard Range. A single cloud hangs over Polar Peak, brilliant pink

I woke yesterday and watched the sun crest the ridge blood red. Fresh blood red. So dimmed by the smoke of the fires, I could look directly at the rising orb.

Keith Liggett has a writing career with one foot in the literary and the other seeking a different angle within traditional journalism.

Fernie writer Angie Abdou’s book, The Canterbury Trail, has been nominated for for Canada’s richest literary prize, the Scotiabank Giller […]

Local writer Angie Abdou, author of Anything Boys Can Do, The Bone Cage, and in spring of 2011 The Canterbury […]

During a two-year kayak expedition across the North Pacific, Jon Turk met Moolynaut, the last of the northeast Siberian shamans […]