20/08/2026
There’s something about the Canadian woods that brings peace to even the most urbanised heart. Here, the white pine woods of the Kawartha Highlands emanate the scents of damp forest soil, whispering wildflowers, sweet ferns and mosses, and the resinous whiff of fresh pine sap on the wind.
The traffic sounds of nearby County Road 36 fade with each footstep, replaced instead by the music of running water, of wind through the trees, of birdsong — the rasp of a bluejay, the croak of a raven, the rending melody of the white-throated sparrow which sounds for all the world like “Oh Canada Canada Canada…”
Yes, these are the moments where time starts to lag, drips to a standstill, until the worries that clutched you tight in all those workaday months, vaporise and blow away… thistledown on the breeze. [Photo: Mark Malby]