I will forever adore that my home will always make lists like these.
Whatever you may call it, and however you may choose to worship it, this is the most formal communion with the universe that any of us needs. To breathe morning air in the wilderness, to touch our bare feet to the earth, to let the voices of Nature call us, and to be awed by the experience of it all.
There’s no “teaching” (dogma) I can hand you that you can’t read in the Book of Nature for yourself.
Come join us on November 2nd for the final event of the Triple Crown Bouldering Series being hosted at Horse Pens 40 in Steele, Alabama!
I’ve had these Hunter boots for almost 6 years now. They’ve kept me warm and dry (and free of ticks) through the prairies, wetlands, and shrublands of southern Saskatchewan, to the Boreal forest and bogs of northern Alberta, and now to the beaches and wet paths of the temperate rainforest on Vancouver Island, British Columbia. I’ll even loan them to a friend in need. Here’s my friend Mel in mine.