David Wylie
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Hunter’s moon
By David Wylie It was a sunny fall afternoon when the couple arrived at their home, far away from the city. June clapped her hands enthusiastically, rose on her toes and kissed her husband’s neck. Her husband, Tom, smiled happily and lifted her wrist to his lips in a kiss. Once the furniture, a mixture…
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Bear tale
Ran into a brown bear today in the Kootenays. I was walking a trail at the base of Red Mountain in Rossland. I turned a corner and it was standing in the middle of the trail. I stopped. Took a breath. Fought the urge to panic. I just stood there standing as tall as I…
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Chasing history in the Kootenays
I’m writing this post from Nelson, an isolated city in the Kootenay region of southeast B.C. I get mesmerized by the changing mountainous landscapes, vast lakes, and unending rivers dotted with dams. I’m in love with the lore. Before the turn of the 20th Century, B.C. was a raw and dangerous place. Home to First…
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Stars
To love and lose, few things are worseThey were both each other’s first Several years and she got hurtA lesson that she should have learnt So she moved away from homeCouldn’t cope with life aloneSpent her hours drunk and stonedSuch as life, it must go on Pulling roots and letting dieAll her life is full…
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