|This cedar is on one of my favourite bike rides. This elder could be up|
to a thousand years old, with a life span of up to 2 or 3 thousand.
After almost a decade in this location we are in the process of saying goodbye to friends.
One reason we moved here from the city was to be surrounded by wilderness, to experience a landscape and everything living in it more than we ever had before. We had the time to explore and followed every little whim.
Because of this mandate we made friends with a lot of trees.
Here are a few of the gentle giants that we had the privilege and pleasure of meeting.
|This big douglas fir had a large banana slug sleeping in its deeply furrowed bark.|
|This massive cedar is one of very few surviving members of the primordial|
forest that once blanketed this land. It is humbling to stand next to it.
|This old growth sitka spruce is several hundred years old. It lives|
close enough to the crashing surf and salt spray of the Pacific ocean
that it can be heard and felt from this location.
|We will miss our forest friends, but look forward to making new ones|
in the Acadian Forest.