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Nasty Emails and Pleasant Families

I went out of the bush today at 2pm, having spent the morning letting the fire go out and packing what I needed. Crossing the stream was easier than I thought, with the garbage bags wrapped around my feet and … Continue reading

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Getting Wet in the Winter

You wouldn’t think that a shower in the icy cold greenhouse would be that nice, but I thought again today how it was at least as pleasant as other showers I have had in the UK, for instance, where the … Continue reading

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The Changes in a Person

The night is very still. Outside the sky is clear for the first time since I arrived nearly, and the stars are brilliant and plenteous. My water supply is still largely due to the rain and snow that came off … Continue reading

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A Stormy Day with the Mad Trapper

The storm the radio had been threatening me with came last night. It began yesterday afternoon, but when I woke this morning there was at least seven inches of snow on the ground, which means travel is slightly more difficult. … Continue reading

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The Palimpsest that is Our Lives

I was listening to the radio today before I got out of bed and it was one of those days of poor reception. I was tuned to CBC in the foreground of the transmission, while in the background, for all … Continue reading

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News From Beyond the Cabin

I was up late last night, listening to some music on my mp3 player and feeding the fire. It was chilly by comparison, and when I checked the water barrel I have outside, it had a centimeter of ice on … Continue reading

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Settling into the Cabin

Today seemed to breeze past. I woke four or five times in the night to put wood on the fire; the last time was likely around seven or eight in the morning when I built up the fire, went back … Continue reading

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Writing and Editing in the Woods

I must be getting used to waking at night to feed the fire, for it is automatic enough now that I cannot count the next day how many times I rose in the night. Last night I had a fire … Continue reading

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In the Cabin in the Winter

I am in the cabin now, after thinking about being here for so long. I spend a fair amount of time thinking about what being in the cabin will be like, and reality rarely lives up to what actually happens, … Continue reading

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Airports

End of the world texts almost always feature the end of air travel. My friend loves airports and even goes early in order to enjoy the rushing to and fro, the greetings, and the patina of travel the exhausted people … Continue reading

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