I live on eleven acres of paradise in a forest on the Sechelt Peninsula of the Sunshine Coast of British Columbia, Canada. Late blooming hippies, my husband and I hand-built our home in the 70’s hoping to live a self-sufficient lifestyle, (that was before sustainable was a word) although now our place seems to be more of a wildlife feeding station. Roosevelt elk roam the woods, deer nibble our berry bushes, Red Douglas squirrels help themselves to the hazel and walnut trees we planted thirty years ago and birds of every variety make themselves right at home in our fruit trees, birdhouses and feeders. Black bear, raccoon and the rare civet cat wander through looking for anything interesting to eat. We’ve had a bobcat check us out a couple of times too. Tigger the cat was carried off by a coyote. Now we share our life with Beulah the Barred Rock hen, and occasionally our three daughters and six grand kids. I write lists as well as poetry and prose. I have had several published over the years in magazines and newspapers in Canada and the USA. My husband, Ken, is a photographer and water-colour artist as well as gardener, builder and jack-of-all-trades.
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