The day started out in the Stum like every other day in the Stum as a tree planter: rainy, cold, and miserable. And then the storm came in.
The day started out in the Stum like every other day in the Stum as a tree planter: rainy, cold, and miserable. And then the storm came in.
They say that death is the last great taboo in Western society. However death was the guest of honour in Philly last week. From October 4th-7th, I had the opportunity to attend the 5th instalment of Death Salon, hosted at the “disturbingly informative” Mütter Museum in Philadelphia. Death Salon is an opportunity for artists, academics, authors, morticians, pathologists, […]
To those who could never understand the appeal of tree planting I would guess that you don’t know the smells, the scenery(rich valleys, mountains and old growth forests), the people, the money, the camaraderie, the food, the personal growth, the visceral experience of slowly killing yourself through work but loving every second of it. To those […]
A warning that this post may sound like an old man harping about how different things are nowadays and how the kids don’t know how easy they have it. This is my ninth season tree planting, a place I never would have imagined myself being, but a place I am comfortable in nonetheless. Gone […]
Tree planting gear is a peculiar thing that seems to transcend time and space.Tree planters speak in days and weeks instead of months and years. I mean this to say, tree planting gear that lasts 3 weeks in the bush will probably last you 10 years in the real world. I have a rain jacket […]