The Miramichi River and the neglected, decaying camps along its overgrown grassy banks are an example of landscape architecture, of how we have used the land, writes Anny Scoones. LESFRECK via Wikipedia After Dad died a while back in Saint John, NB, I drove his new colossal, rather lumbering (albeit smooth) Japanese car across Canada back to Medana Street in James Bay where I live. He had traded a large oil painting for that car, something he always did, being an artist, trading art for basic needs; he had two big soft blue vinyl couches in his living room that Mum always said were too soft, cheap and ugly, but he had traded another painting for them.