I’m striding down Rainforest Drive in Ucluelet just after seven a.m., munching on an apple, listening to the crows and the robins. The sky is bright after yesterday’s drizzle. Salal, huckleberry, and horsetail—I’m giving the plant identification app on my phone a...
1. I get a rare text from my brother. This is how my family communicates. So, Michael’s in the hospital. He’s got terminal cancer. The doctors say he has days, weeks, maybe months to live. I text back. Would he be up for a visit? Your response. Idk. I guess so. 2....
