It all started when we came home after a trip out of town. The tranquil homestead we’d left two weeks ago was not the one we came back to. It had been transmogrified into a Hitchcock movie set. We stood by the Expedition, suitcases in hand, and watched as a squadron of swallows circled overhead,…
If you live in awareness, it is easy to see miracles everywhere. —Thich Nhat Hanh In the two years that Chris and I have been together, our craziest idea to date has been to live in a yurt fifty miles up a dirt road, entirely off the grid. Now we’re on to Crazy Adventure Part…
Here come the earth movers. They’re coming to take it away: Topsoil, spruce, stumps, and weeds. Oh how we’ve pined for this day. They shove, rip, and roll over any life painted orange with a can. Death, destruction, renewal: how I wish it were different for man. The birds who found their trill here, feeling…
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