This postcard arrived from Chris Stephenson. Planters, I get email all the time about your postcards–everybody loves them, including me.
I cried when I stood in this, my first clearcut. I will never forget the eerie silence and the moonscape terrain. It was 1995 and I was out from Ontario for a summer adventure during university. But I also knew I was privileged to spend time in a part of Canada that most people never have the pleasure of even getting to see. I have done a lot of tough jobs since, but this remains a special rite of passage in my history, and the reason why I moved back to the beauty of the West coast as soon as I could.
I keep this framed photo on the wall of every place I have lived since. And I still have this first Tilley hat and, of course, my shovel.
In tough or uncertain times, I find myself gravitating back into the Canadian woods where I always find some calm. This summer I’m looking forward to doing the West Coast Trail and living amongst the trees again.
Well, Chris, if it’s any consolation, I haven’t been able to bring myself to toss my shovel or caulk boots, either. Thanks for writing in!
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