Base Camp

In our tiny front porch, most days, there are squat shoes, deadlift shoes, knee sleeves, belts, climbing shoes, a bag of climbing gear, a flute, dog leashes, easily half a dozen pair of running shoes, hiking staves, hiking boots, a camp stove, a cooling casserole (kept safe from the cats and dog) and other oddments…

My own skin

I’m going to come right out and say it: I love my body. I love that I’m short. It gives me tremendous leverage and I like the world from this height. I love that I am physically stronger than many women and always have been. I’m proud of what this lets me do. It took…

The Legend of the HMS Bathtub

I found this photo in my camera roll the other day and thought that maybe it was time to share the story that goes with it. Every family has a few colourful characters and some families have more than their fair share, either in terms of quantity or quality. One of the latter such was…

Falling Back

Took a wander through the fall foliage with John and Katherine last weekend. This is once of my favourite times of year and it was a delightful change to amble through life instead of sprinting from one thing to another. I’ve run these trails often and know every dip and bend, but walking them proved…

It still works

“You’re mocking me again.” It’s a familiar breakfast refrain in our house. I used to wonder why he married me, until I realized that I am a source of constant entertainment and bemusement to him. “Only you would make a game out of cleaning up, ” was his retort. “I’m a mother. THAT’S WHAT WE…