The landscape of my birth influenced how I look at life.

Everything in Edmonton is much like me.  Complex but not complicated.  Practically skilled and without particular guile...

In the wide, freezing Edmonton winter, seeing kilometers of snow one is forced to take responsibility.  It's difficult to use people that are forced by the landscape to put effort into not being ignorant or helpless...

Back in Victoria I can feel the subtle evil.  Sunken between hills and water and bends in the forest the mind can turn inward.  In Victoria a lack of responsibility is our excuse for our wounds.