On winter, seasonal affective disorder, and lack of self-perception

I've always liked gawking at those tiny houses online - so sweet! So perfect! So tidy and small and cute! How I'd love one, I think. I wallow, again, in my insane self-delusion. I'd love a tiny house - for about ten minutes. I'd love it in the summer, where the great outdoors was easily…

Connecting to the wild world, or where the hell is that mosquito?

Last night I crashed into bed after a lovely day connecting with my inner islander, wallowing on the beach, soaking up sun, wading in the frigid ocean, relaxing with friends. It was all totally exhausting and I was so ready for sleep when I crawled into my bed... Only to find several islanders were trying…

The joys of decrepitizing, or how to avoid pit toilets

I trotted off to the CAA today to pick up some travel books for my long-suffering sweetie (LSS), who is planning a trip with his gang of hoodlums (GOH) Picked up a Campbook for the Eastern Provinces, and two things immediately occurred to me. First, it's way thinner than it used to be - the…