i was raised with the teachings of living in the bush, the farm and the city. i grew up eating bannock and bismarcks; drinking pic-a-pop and jersey cream; devouring dried moose meat and pickled herring; walking in mukluks and roller skating in the basement; finding treasures at the garbage dump and under the christmas tree; picking blueberries and watering carrots; ice fishing and reading sweet valley twins. I was told stories of the rougarou and of the holy spirit, and i knew that my ancestors were heinz-57. now i eat salmon and blackberries; walk among the cedars with my sons and hear the whales breathe in the mist; stand with a camera always in my hand while the eagles fly overhead.
storyteller at www.teaandbannock.com