A Puff of Absurdity: On the Year that Kicked My Ass, and That Time My Ass Kicked Back

Well, it’s starting to kick back, ever so slowly. I went on another Wild Women adventure, this time to Georgian Bay to try my hand at kayaking for a change. I was with a whole new group of women, our ages spanning three decades and from a wide variety of professions and backgrounds (and photographic ...

A Puff of Absurdity: Wild Women in Temagami – On Doing the Heavy Lifting

I had a dream early in the summer: I was getting out of a tent on the rocky shore of a lake on a misty morning just cool enough to warrant a sweatshirt. Jack Nicholson was there – the Five Easy Pieces version of Jack – just sitting alone, quietly enjoying the view across the ...

A Puff of Absurdity: Wild Women in Temagami – On Doing the Heavy Lifting

I had a dream early in the summer: I was getting out of a tent on the rocky shore of a lake on a misty morning just cool enough to warrant a sweatshirt. Jack Nicholson was there – the Five Easy Pieces version of Jack – just sitting alone, quietly enjoying the view across the ...

A Puff of Absurdity: On Achievement and Death and Stuff

First, a bit about boredom: “Boredom may lead you to anything. After all, boredom even sets one to sticking gold pins into people…one may choose what is contrary to one’s own interest…one’s own fancy, however wild it may be…desire what is injurious to himself, what is stupid, very stupid – simply in order to have ...

A Puff of Absurdity: Backyard Studio and Garden Build

Three summers ago, I decided to take over the backyard, get rid of the playhouse that the kids had deserted, and build a big garden and waterfall with a little studio to work in.  The next day, my son said all he wanted for his birthday was to take over the backyard to build an ...

A Puff of Absurdity: Raising Gable Ends Alone

It’s more physically demanding than raising kids alone, yet no less fraught with peril. I’m just documenting my morning of partial success on my studio construction.  I was ecstatic to figure out all the angles for the gable end.  And it all fit perfectly – more or less.  But then how to get it up ...