rural Canadian living: la dolce vita!

I have a friend who aspires to Paris life. She’s the sophisticated sash around her neck, smelling gorgeous, hair coiffed and white wool pea coat wearer in winter. She married an aspiring off-grid hunter. He likes cutting swaths on lonely trails so he can kneel behind scotch pine trees and wait for the doe prancing in the…

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The call of the wild

What a cliche title. But I’m apt to suggest that there’s a reason cityslickers forgo their dishwashers & electricity for a bed on the ground with a view of the stars…the call of the wild. You won’t find me laying my head on a neckroll beside a campfire–them there’s for cowboys and black & white…

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