The Land Carries Stories

I don't remember the first time that my family went to the Falls. I'm sure there's another name for them - a Dene name - but that's what I've called them in my head, so that's what they remain for now. But I remember climbing forever, it seemed, and the dry pine needles on the… Continue reading The Land Carries Stories

happy canada day

Images of the St. Michael's Indian Residential School. (before it was torn down last year) I haven't shown any of these images publicly prior to this blog post. Even though these rooms were empty, the residue of the past was still present. If these walls could talk they'd have a lot to share with us.… Continue reading happy canada day