hiking, rock face

A Hike is Just a Hike

If you’re like me (that is, if you’re nearly anyone who lives in a northern climate or a perpetually rainy one, or if you’re a teacher), you dragged your soggy, near-lifeless corpse over the threshold from spring into summer about […]

be here now, driftwood, art

The Slow Life

I am slow. It doesn’t matter if I’m writing an article or getting ready in the morning or ski touring -no matter how fit or focused I am, my pace rivals lichen growth, always. If I try really hard, I […]