I am the grand daughter of one of the early Western Canadian settlers. Being Western Canadian has shaped my identity in a multitude of ways. As the descendant of early European settlers, who arrived in a land that has been … Read More
At this very moment, I write this to the endless sound of water bombers soaring overhead, one after another, off to fight a war started by our own forestry industry against the forests of British Columbia. I remain inside, … Read More
On Being Hunted I’m winded, full of adrenalin, and safe, after outrunning a pack of 3 coyotes on a skillfully coordinated hunt–my dog Pablo and I, their prey. I was running in the forest on the mountain behind my home … Read More
Wells Gray, waterfalls and wonder…a wild, temperate rainforest utopia.
Snow Beguiled – excerpt from the poem Beguiled by Mix Hart, 2018 Snow is a huge part of my life. I know it well. Living on a Canadian mountain top does that to a person. Snow has given me beautiful … Read More
Slocan Dog Days,Mix Hart 2017 The Slocan River is a glacial fed river that meanders through the pastoral, sparsely populated Slocan Valley. Slocan Dog Days,Mix Hart 2017 Slocan Dog Days,Mix Hart 2017 A saunter along the Slocan River, and a … Read More
Humans Value What They Know If children do not explore nature, they do not know nature. They will not fight to protect what they do not know. It is imperative that parents take their children to the wild spaces near … Read More
I adore this passage from Pablo Neruda’s Love Poem XII (translated by W. S. Merwin).* It conjures up a deep understanding of how desperately we cling to our past. The picture of the abandoned, snow-filled nest visually imparts the same … Read More