By Wendy McDonnell

This summer my family returned to the North.  After living in the city for four years, it was time to return to life: be alone and live simply.   We drove endlessly through our old exploration grounds reminiscing of the times in the wild we shared.  The grizzly bears greeting us by our doorsteps, [...]

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Slugs. When I was a child, my mom paid me a penny for each slug I found and poured salt on. I remember watching them shrivel into tiny balls, waste away and die. It was a form of torture for slugs that I really didn’t question. After all, what use could they really be?

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