I am grateful to be tucked in my bed, listening to the pitter pat of rain and the fireworks this Canada Day.

I am grateful for time spent with old friends and new friends today. We met some nice folks here at the campground whose kids got on with ours Luke a house in fire, and we’re staying with old friends here at our site, and know other folks camping here too. Finding our community here without much planning makes this island feel like home.


I am grateful for time spent in the studio this morning.

I am grateful for an ambitious to-do list authored and crossed out this afternoon.

I am grateful for the Ed Emberly “Make a World” drawing book that I loved as a kid that my lads now also dig. Those jokers were on that thing for hours tonight.


I am grateful for a swell day of camping at Island View Beach.

I am grateful for a visit from auntie J.

I am grateful for one of the lowest tides of the year, and the opportunity to hang out with so many critters of the deep. We saw spider crabs and a nudibranch today, as well as great big red rock crabs, eels, tiny flatfish of some sort, and all kinds of other flora and fauna.

I am grateful for public swimming pools, and the chance to cool off and get clean at one with the lads tonight.


I am grateful for a swell day hanging out with a bunch of 5-10 year olds and walking around the beach and farm here at Ruckle Park on Saltspring Island.

I am grateful for plenty of opportunity for camp craft. Coop made wooden arm shields and daggers. In the event of vampire attack, we’re in good shape.

I am grateful for the moment this morning when Farley said, first thing after waking up this morning, “I had a really, really good sleep.” I didn’t see that coming


I asm grateful for a heckuva fine day with my pal Clint. He came over on the ferry from Vancouver for the day.

I am grateful for a good long walk around Gowlland Tod Park. I don’t think I’d ever been. It’s pretty up in there.

I am grateful for the opportunity to watch fireworks that were at the Harbour Cats season opener at Royal Athletic Park with my boys tonight. Truth is, when we first heard them they were tucked in bed and nearly asleep, and in that moment, I likely wasn’t grateful.

But then we were out on the lawn watching the fireworks, on a warm summery evening, and even though I knew it was too late for those jokers to be awake, that fact somehow added to the occasion, and why not just choose to enjoy a moment like that.


I am grateful for A productive day of gettin’ cuss done.

I am grateful for time in the studio.

I am grateful for Farley, who did a pretty fine shampoo hairstyle in the bath tonight, and hollered for me to come and take a picture, and put on this face as soon as he saw my phone was out.