The night before leaving for Haida Gwaii, Claud and I stopped in to my parents’ place to pick up a tarp, an old coleman stove, cooler and an axe (more on the axe later). If you drop by my house around dinner time, you will always be invited to stay. We stayed. Claud and my dad got to talking about Chinese philosophy and how it is common in our culture to not talk about grievances so as not to inconvenience or burden others. Dad shared a character in Chinese that consists of symbols depicting a knife over a heart. Mom was cooking up a pile of vegetables alongside the conversation and we’d both chime in, mostly in agreement. My brother, Kyle, who has been wrestling with health issues, joined us, rounding out the family dinner.
[Nikon F2, Fuji 400]