In 1997, I flew to Guelph, Ontario, to live for 7 months. I had just finished a fantastic contract in Clayoquot Sound. With a team of two others, I had been flown and dropped off in various beautiful locations—dense old growth rainforest, alpine meadows with last year’s crusty snow. I made $200 a day. Too bad it had been such a short contract.
My arrival at my new home in Guelph was shocking. My boyfriend had rented a suite in suburbia, where every yard and home looked alike. It was the opposite of wild and alive.
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