Sometimes I percolate plans or loquacious blog posts while doing stuff like bailing the bilge… sometimes I rewrite earworms and sing them...

I’ve been talking with a friend about the strings that keep us from changing, while packing the old worn lines not currently holding the...

I love crazy old ladies, and I always wanted to be one. I do have questions about being a crazy old lady… but not the usual sort (of...

The chorus of frogs and and bugs no longer serenades Skoro in the evenings (with intermittent flyswatter percussion). The butterflies are...

Actually, I didn’t even know the answer till I started typing and words came out and went that way. But first, so the train of thought’s...

(Found online… and lost again, but it fits here and snippets of boatmess don’t) Thanksgiving. A day of gratefulness. A day dedicated to...

Climate Emergency Sailboat Budget, Maintenance Log, and Inventory Updated in light of recent information and doings, and shared in the...

With some truly ugly photos, and some others to balance them out, at the end… The rain is keeping Mr Myrtle and the bins inside, so I’m...

Plantain, with clover and dandelion… salad! (The grass wouldn’t hurt but doesn’t taste like much and gets stuck in your teeth so...

A Human Ecological Perspective on Boats, People, and Planets “Let us see the bilge!!!” you say? No. Lettuce you may see, bilge — no. A...

Ernst Haeckel jellyfish, from his work “Art Forms in Nature” (published in installments between 1899 and 1904; borrowed here from a...

I bailed the bilge. It’s pretty dank, and needs work, but there’s often things to learn in the dark and uncomfortable places, and bilges...

Budget, maintenance log, and inventory… in case you’re interested, and to be transparent… Budget (2 pages: Needed, Acquired)...

With much advice and pending changes as per further advice, here’s the budget and maintenance log. It looks daunting but finding things...

It seems like a good idea to do this with myself, and because so many people have already become part of this, it feels right to share it...

Someone asked me again about how I eat. It happens a lot. Some are curious because I live on a small low-tech boat, some because of my...

I’ve written about some of the parallels between this journey up the Rideau and our collective journey up the proverbial creek in terms...

Skoro will wait for spring perched on her keel with no water except the ice and snow reminding her of where she belongs. What do dry...

My phone stopped working, so until I was kindly loaned this interim phone (thank you, Extinction Rebellion Ottawa), instead of working —...

My friend John would’ve had a fit at Skoro’s state — she’s good and solid and I love her, but she needs prettying up… and John made every...