We do not believe in ourselves until someone reveals that deep inside us something is valuable, worth listening to, worthy of our trust, sacred to our touch.  Once we believe in ourselves we can risk curiosity, wonder, spontaneous delight or any experience that reveals the human spirit.

– E.E. Cummings

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Because there is just so much good to believe in.


Pick the brightest ones

Picking wildflowers for my booth at the Alpine Solstice Arts Festival on the banks of Grey’s River, Wyoming.  Just cause wildflowers make everything more beautiful, don’t you think.


There’s just so much beauty in this world to be a part of.

Rounding out my 20’s

untitled-30 I’ve reached the end of the decade over here.  EEeeek!!  The honest truth is, it feels great…I feel great.  I sat in bed this morning, after Waylon our GSP came and got me up at about 6:30, just thinking about all the absolutely fantastic things my 20’s have held for me. This list is more for me…I always think if nothing else maybe this blog will be fun to show my children when they are old enough…but I thought it important, and interesting, to highlight a few moments of triumph.  So, here you go and here’s to hoping this last year of my 20’s will continue to offer many more incredible adventures!


-Meeting the man I would marry while studying abroad in the Himalaya’s of India

-Meeting so many of my still to this day best friends on that same trip

-GRADUATING COLLEGE…don’t underestimate this one…academia is not my strongest area!

-Leaving the city and moving to the country to live the rural dream…and never ever looking back

-Growing enough food in my own garden to limit our summertime monthly grocery bill to under $100 (well at-least when PB’s gone on fires)

-Learning how to can and preserve enough food for us for an entire winter…and beyond…with lots to give away as presents (don’t worry friends you will still be receiving relish and pickles from me this year) 🙂

-Holding and enjoying NINE different jobs before finally starting my own business


-Successfully hunting my first big game on our honeymoon through Idaho, Wyoming and Montana

-Learning how to fly fish and catching and filleting many a fish on solo backpacking trips throughout the magnificent western mountains


-Running my first marathon

-Seeing my photography work published

-Seeing my writing published! (This one seemed bigger than my photography, because I mainly write for myself)

-And, having an INCREDIBLE family and wonderful friends to share these places and moments with.

Have a wonderful day friends, and go ahead and do something extra rad…just cause!


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Idaho, population one

I know, what a silly title for a post…obviously there is more than one person that lives in the state of Idaho…who is this crazy lady anyhow?!  But truly, that is how I feel when I am out jaunting around in Idaho’s forever landscape.  I had this thought as I was on my way home from a backyard hike last night.  As much as I sometimes wish I could firmly put roots down in one location, build a home, and a community of people…I think I am destined to living this nomadic life of mine.  But, this wandering life has led me to so many amazing communities of people and has awarded me so many incredible opportunities to discover, explore and connect with countless amazing places.  Out of all the places I have visited though,  I’ve never felt so entirely alone and so completely alive as when I am out experiencing Idaho’s vast and wild landscape.  These lands echo with story of bone and stardust, of life and re-birth, and the hard work of grit glittered with grace.  Each time I venture out my back door I am completely overwhelmed by the incredible offerings of this sage sloped, creek fed and evergreen dotted paradise.

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 Idaho, population one.

On Learning a New Skill


Oh gosh, it is humbling isn’t it?!  My mother-in-law surprised me with a skijoring set-up for Christmas this year, and Waylon and I have had a blast with it.  This is a new skill for me, skijoring, and let me tell you it is not quite as easy as it looks, but it is twice as fun as you would imagine.  While I have skied my whole life, there is something quite different about being pulled up a steep, un-groomed track by a four-legged energy machine (that would be Waylon, our GSP).  There is something extraordinarily thrilling and invigoratingly alive about it.    Something beautifully free and primally wild, and something I have become quite addicted to.  But as I’m sure you all know, with learning a new skill there also comes some pretty humbling moments.  Ones of tangled body parts and askew sunglasses and beanies decorating the trail-side, that you somehow have to figure out how to retrieve; while collecting your skis and poles, and all the while managing your dog… whose only mission on this excursion is to pull you up that dang hill as fast as he possibly can!

This is all part of what makes it such an amazing sport though.  That connection of dog to human and that syncing of energies, is really an amazing feeling.  I think this sport is exactly what I needed to motivate myself to get out this winter and explore some new areas.  We live in a very small town, with our nearest friends about 40 minutes north, so most days I am independently free to explore an entire National Forest with rarely seeing another soul. I love the solitude small towns afford me, and am always grateful for the opportunities to experience these beautifully quiet and relatively untouched areas.  As I follow behind the steady clip of my dogs powerful stride, I always think of one of my favorite Dr. Seuss books, Oh the Places You’ll Go …

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Photo credit to PB!


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Patrick took this short video of a skijor we did the other evening out on one of the closed Forest Service roads near our home…enjoy!

Out Skijoring!