The painting and the pilot: When the forest 'waved goodbye'
from Hamilton Spectator
We come through thick tall coniferous forest, the kind you find all over Norway, and it as though we are children weaving gingerly around the ankles of tight towering regiments, spruce and pine spaced closely together in almost military order. The forest floor is mossy and covered in low berry bushes. It is mid-June and uncharacteristically cold. Then again, we are just above the 60th parallel and if you followed the latitude all the way to Alberta, you'd find yourself north of Fort McMurray.
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