The festive nature of food
‘Tis the season of tradition, of woodstove warmth and food made fresh from the comforts of the kitchen. It is the season of giving thanks, of gathering …
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A moment of snow
Each footstep crunching beneath the layers of newly fallen leaves has now transitioned to the soft silence of detritus, and of snow. Autumn’s transition to winter has …
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This place, through their eyes
You can feel them approaching. It is a surge of energy, a tidal wave of enthusiasm and wonder, about to overtake this place. The momentary quiet of …
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What a walk can reveal
It is as simple as taking some time for yourself. So often are we scheduled from dawn until dusk, moving from meeting to meeting, checking the clock …
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Magical Mountain School moments
One of the trickiest parts of being an instructor during a Mountain School session is how to properly transition from boisterous, high-energy games and songs to more …
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Why leaves change colors in autumn
Why do leaves change colors in autumn? While some cultures found the answers in the stars, Mountain School students can find the answer on their breakfast plate.
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Gone huntin'
“Eyes on the side like to hide. Eyes on the front like to hunt.” With rhymes like these, we begin to introduce students to the energy relationships …
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Welcoming the falling rain
The rain, at first, came sweet and softly as if to tease, as if to taunt me. Light moisture perched upon my shoulder gave subtle call to …
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Blitzing Trapper
The morning of September 27th was one of those mornings that you wake up, look out the window and know instantly that there is nothing keepin’ you …
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Sharing the season on Sourdough
By now, the wind chill has reached the low 20s. A crisp, fall breeze pierces my cheeks and sinks deeply into my exposed fingertips. It is finally …
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