Carr describes the encounter in her book Klee Wyck: “There we were—D’Sonoqua, the cats and I—the woman who only a few moments ago had forced herself to come behind the houses in trembling fear of the ‘wild woman of the woods’—wild in the sense that forest-creatures are wild—shy, untouchable.” (https://www.aci-iac.ca/emily-carr/biography)