Environmentalist / Nature Writer
And the moon throws eerie shadows down along the aisles between the trees, where strange shapes and formless objects stand like waiting apparitions, where moonbeams lie in glimmering pools, and spots of light like eyes peer out from the darksome ambuscade.
On the shore, in a little group, some tiny beavers sit, and sniff, and look, and whisper low, like children seeing goblins in a graveyard." – Grey Owl, Tales Of An Empty Cabin
Cabin Falls. PHOTO HAP WILSON
(...) The Lady Evelyn River cabin is the only private property in the park, pre-dating its creation. Perched at the lip of Cabin Falls, it is probably one of the most idyllic and stunning wilderness cabins in eastern Canada. It is a setting in his 2005 memoir The Cabin. (...)http://www.ottertooth.com/Temagami/News/newsbriefs-064.htm
"And the tree that lived so long, stood patiently and waited for the end. The first axe struck. The tree gave no sign, but stood in all its grand composure and nobility to the last – and then swayed a little, and started on its journey to the ground. With a moaning, screaming cry, as its fibres ripped apart and its sweeping superstructure tore downwards through the air, the mighty conifer crashed to earth…" - Grey Owl, Tales of an Empty Cabin, “The Tree"
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