Who doesn’t love the gentle sound of wind in the trees or the rustling of leaves? I grew up on an Island, in what is known as a temperate rainforest. My house nestled in a clearing directly above high tide with the expanse of Douglas Firs and Western Red Cedars
Author: Mark
Art
Cloudy Day on The River
We finally had the chance to launch the new Pelican kayak so while my wife was zooming up and down the river Sam and I did a bit of sketching. Kind of a cloudy day with flat light but this is just a quick sketch anyway. Still trying to get
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Cynophilist
There are pet people and non-pet people in this world, and there are those who have pets who shouldn’t. I have a neighbour with a lovely dog that seems to spend a lot of time on the back porch – rain or blazing sun, just looking through the sliding door
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Thalassophile
I’m an Islander, born and raised within earshot and smell of the sea surrounding Vancouver Island. Although I haven’t lived on the Island since the early 1980’s, there are still many times I can close my eyes and swear I can smell the redolent aroma of kelp drying in the
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Words Worth
I love words, the way they roll off my tongue or pen, the meanings and history. To me words tell us much more about ourselves than the simple meanings on a page. Sometimes words speak with a direct bluntness, other times in sly innuendo. But it is words that opens