Embracing the strange pleasure of winter open water swimming
when my head slips under, I become a water creature.
In defence of snags, the bones of the forest
I wrote this for The Globe and Mail, in a few hours, after returning home from a trip to Mount Ranier National Park "Not long ago, after...
The beauty of sitting around and doing nothing
I wrote an essay for Globe and Mail about doing nothing, and how lovely it was to just sit and notice one's surroundings. The essay must...
