Roots, Eh?

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I was born in eastern Canada, New Brunswick and when I was five, my family moved to Prince George, British Columbia - 489 miles north of Vancouver, BC. This logging town was far, far, away from designer labels, the arts, and most of all, traffic. Now, I live in the "Human Zoo" aka Los Angeles. I try to visit Canada every year or so and when I get back there, I seem to find balance again, and I'm reminded that life is not about living in "Never Never Land" (Angelinos are famous for never growing up), but about giving of yourself, being with the ones you love, connecting with nature, and actually hearing your own thoughts. I admit, that I get caught up in the "noise" of this city, but I am getting better at disconnecting from this chaos and focusing on what matters most. My fantasies of leaving this metropolis are becoming more frequent. But where would I move to?



Creston, British Columbia - Where Dad now lives


Dad - out for a hike



Osprey at Duck Lake, near Creston, British Columbia

1 comments:

Anonymous said...

Wow thats really beautiful!

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