Moose Watch with Connie Sobchak

When Mom and Dad moved to Pemberton in the early fifties, moose were plentiful and somewhat of a nuisance to farmers, apparently, as they tore through fences and were attracted to domestic cows during the rut. There were many stories of encounters with moose on winter roads wherein drivers had to wait out the moose … Continue reading Moose Watch with Connie Sobchak

What we don’t necessarily think about when we talk about logging… Amie LeBlanc gives a clearer picture

What do you think of when someone mentions "logging"? When I was growing up in Pemberton, I often heard very strong opinions about the industry; some said it was unnecessary and harmful, while others that it put food on their tables. I've seen peoples' faces morph into opposition when I mention that I come from … Continue reading What we don’t necessarily think about when we talk about logging… Amie LeBlanc gives a clearer picture

Sometimes, the land speaks to you. Sometimes it sings. This photo by Victoria Saddleman is of the song.

Shares Victoria, "This photo was taken in Quilchena, a reserve near Merritt, my dad's hometown. I'm in love with this photo because of the color but as well as because of my love for this land. I have so many childhood memories here and it is good to be back to visit family I haven't … Continue reading Sometimes, the land speaks to you. Sometimes it sings. This photo by Victoria Saddleman is of the song.

Just Off the Path

Paths are wonderful things but they usually lead to predictable destinations; by stepping off the trail, I have made some chance discoveries.   For instance, there is a grove of maples at the old school farm which provides year round pleasure for those who pass beneath it - brilliant flutters of yellow leaves in the fall, drooping canopies … Continue reading Just Off the Path