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“Awful first drafts are fine—Agree with this. If you don’t finish something, you’ll never get in the game. Just quell the voice in your head that says “Are you kidding? No one is going to want to read this drivel” and keep on going.”

― Jamie Freveletti

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Because some days it’s helpful to remember that even the biggest challenges are literally small.

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Are you a fan of puzzles, or mysteries, secrets or treasure? Then perhaps you will be interested to hear about the latest in a tradition of hidden treasure games like The Secret:

A $1 million treasure hunt is underway in Canadian wilderness | Popular Science

An actual treasure chest filled with around $1 million in gold coins is hidden somewhere in Canada. However, the mystery isn’t tied to a centuries’ old pirate bounty or unsolved bank heist, however. These riches were instead intentionally hidden by a mining consortium to celebrate the country’s “rich mining heritage and spirit of adventure.”

The clues are presented in the form of a 13-stanza poem. Have I already asked AI for its opinion on this poem? Maybe. Is it fun that one of the top contenders for the secret stash spot is a place I go to on the regular? It is! And while I doubt that I’ll spend much more time on this, it’s an entertaining idea. 

(Speaking of entertaining, I expect that Josh Gates, TV host, explorer, and aficionado of similar puzzle/treasure hunts, will be doing a show on this at some point.) 

Because this game is sponsored by a Canadian mining company, the winner will have to be a Canadian citizen to claim the prize.* Sorry (not sorry)!

You have until the end of 2026 to find it. 

If nothing else, it’s a fun boost for poetry and a good excuse to get out in nature (explore responsibly, folks!). 

Regardless, the hunt is on!

* Although what’s to stop someone from finding it, enlisting a Canadian to cash in the prize, then becoming enmeshed in a sea of ever-shifting lies and betrayals as each party battles to claim the full amount, opening up endless avenues for dramatic retellings and fictionalized accounts? Why, nothing!

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“Yesterday is gone. Tomorrow has not yet come. We have only today. Let us begin.”

― Mother Theresa

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Poor Monday. It gets a bad rap not because of what it is, but what we have made it. The first day of another round of school or work, forced to carry the weight of expectations, regrets and often just plain exhaustion.

It’s not Monday’s fault, it’s ours.

How can we do better?

By making sure that we are doing our best to stay sensible, as in balanced but also as in aware. For me, that usually means going outside.

I’m an introverted reader/writer type, so you know I think that being inside is great. There are comfy chairs and cuddly kitties and good books inside. There are mugs of hot chocolate and fun recipes and cake inside. But I always enjoy those things more when I’ve been out in nature.

This weekend Mr Man and I discovered two new hiking spots and had a great time out in the woods.

We had dinner with friends. They gave me a fun new mug that captured a lot of what I wanted to say about the weekend.

Sometimes it’s okay to take time off. And sometimes a break is more helpful than trying to power through and keep working.

Just because you can doesn’t always mean you should.

So I try to take a little time when possible, even if it’s a quick walk after lunch or remembering something transformative, like looking up at the stars and realizing that someone out there may be looking up at me too, or standing on the edge of a live volcano (Hawaiian, not Icelandic; stay safe, people!).

Then when I head back to work, even on a Monday, I’m better for it.

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“Take chances, make mistakes. That’s how you grow. Pain nourishes your courage. You have to fail in order to practice being brave.”

— Mary Tyler Moore

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Have I posted this before? Don’t think so, but even if I have, it’s worth posting again. 

“Yell. Jump. Play. Out-run those sons-of-bitches. They’ll never live the way you live. Go do it.”

― Ray Bradbury

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/an aside on technology and the inevitability of unexpected challenges

Have you ever noticed that any time tech instructions say some variant of “And to complete the process, simply do…”

It’s the “simply” that is key here. Anytime I see that word I know for sure that accomplishing my goal will involve more hoops than predicted, take at least three times longer than expected, and be infinitely more frustrating than necessary.

And so it was.

I managed the thing in the end, but there was nothing simple about it.

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It’s Labor Day in North America, and the unofficial end of summer. In the Northern Hemisphere it’s a day for getting outside, grilling, and generally appreciating the beauty of the season. That’s what Mr Man and I have been doing this weekend.

There is a certain mood that reminds me of summer’s essence that can best be summarized as: the feeling of happiness and goodwill toward humanity that one gets after a strawberry milkshake on a hot day.

Sure, a lot of that is the sugar rush, but I’ll take it.

We also had the good fortune of waking yesterday to an odd sound, as if someone were dragging a heavy cardboard box down the street in short, intermittent bursts. I didn’t think much of it until I was brushing my teeth and was astonished to find my reflection wreathed in hot air balloons. We’d woken to a balloon festival, and the sounds were pilots burning gas to keep their craft above the trees. Many were high, crossing the river from Quebec with room to spare, but just as many flew by at what felt like close enough to touch. 

Mr Man and I ran to the driveway to wave as they passed, and were waved at in return.

Both the milkshake and balloon experiences produced the sort of delighted state that I love, contentment, surprise and joy all wrapped into one. 

Delicious happiness.

Here’s to feeling more of that, no matter what the season.

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Here’s to worry being needless and hope being rewarded.

— John Green

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