Cortes Island residents get naked for nature

Cortes is my home, both in people and place. From the specific scent that pervades my awareness in late August of green arbutus skin, dry moss and sea salt, all sun-baked together with a hint of cricket song, the people and this place go back to the very beginning of my memory. My awareness began here. Cortes is home. For me, this is the heart of community forestry, of people in place.

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