The article concerns a heritage house that the author purchased north of Toronto.
An excerpt reads:
The house offers up its first artifact in July, right after I move in. The toilet leaks in the tiny bathroom under the stairs and destroys the subfloor. The water also wicks up the hundred-year-old plaster, and the walls have to be torn out. In the quiet heat of the early afternoon, while cracking out chalky chunks of horse-hair-reinforced plaster, I find, stuffed in an electrical box wedged inside a hole in the lathe, a half sheet of folded yellow newspaper. The corner is torn and the date is missing, but I know it’s from 1945 because the photograph is iconic – The Big Three: Churchill, Roosevelt, Stalin – plus Molotov, at Yalta. I smooth it out on the floor with my plaster-dusted hands. It has the smell of the university’s library, the smell of disintegrating paper and thirst.
The thirteenth instalment of Canada’s annual volume of essays showcases diverse nonfiction writing from across the country.
“The exceptional essay,” writes editor Bruce Whiteman, “derives from a passionate feeling, love and anger being perhaps its upper and lower limits, coexisting with a desire for truth, and it aims for the radiance of what is.” In the 2021 edition of Best Canadian Essays, Whiteman’s selections seek truth in all the places it may be found, from walks in brambled woods and ancient cities to memories of childhoods that shape a life; to analyses of artifacts both legislative and cultural that advance equality long overdue; to reports from the field that articulate the poetry of the present, the invisibility of the poor, the social contours and consuming mental contagions of the ongoing pandemic. Drawn from leading magazines and journals published in 2020, the fifteen essays gathered here brilliantly illuminate what is.
The article brings to mind things I’ve written at this site about heritage preservation.
Here’s a list of posts that come to mind, in particular:
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Invasion of the ticks
All the articles in The Best Canadian Essays 2021 are worth a read. One that I’ve been reading just now is “Tick Tock: Inside the Quest to Track One of Humanity’s Tiniest Deadly Predators” by Stephanie Nolan.
The article was originally published as “Invasion of the Ticks: Inside the quest to track one of humanity’s tiniest deadly predators” in the September/October 2020 issues of Walrus Magazine; a note reads:
This article was published over a year ago. Some information may no longer be current.
An excerpt reads:
Clow hurries to me, leans in for a look, and lights up like Christmas morning. I have picked up an adult female blacklegged tick, with a black hood on a handsome dark-red scutum. A short while later, Clow finds a tick on her own blanket and is equally pleased: you’d never guess she has encountered 10,000 ticks in her professional life. She identifies it—another I. scapularis—then sets it gently down on a leaf so I can have a good look. The tick immediately scooches to the end of the leaf and begins to wave its front legs back and forth.
“Ooh,” Clow croons. “She’s questing!”
A questing tick waits at the end of a blade of grass or leaf, with its legs outstretched, tracking the changes in heat and CO2 that signal that something biteable is walking by, poised to jump aboard—a sort of arthropod hitchhiking. Watching Clow watch the tick, I recognize the phenomenon that I saw in Robbin Lindsay and every other tick expert I talked to: the admiration for ticks, for their adaptability and ingenuity and complexity.
A second excerpt reads:
So there you are, with a tick feeding and passing pathogens into your body after having disarmed your immune system. It’s the ideal situation, Ogden says, for a virus or bacterium looking to fulfill its evolutionary obligation by finding new animals to infect. “If a bug has to get from an arthropod into a host, what a wonderful gateway it is, where the tick’s feeding.”